Your gonna do something that you never want to do." She lay there and tried to think of what it was that she wouldn't do, then suddenly it hit her. He... eyes grew wide and she said "Oh no, Daddy. no not that!" She failed at trying to free herself of the restraints. "You asked for this baby. You knew the rules, you broke them. Now it's time for your punishment." He pulled on a pair of purple rubber gloves and poured lube onto his fingers."No Daddy, Please I don't want to do that!" She pleaded.His. It hung down – sticking out a little in an arc - as if it were part of her anatomy. “It’s my cock Ali.” “When . . . ah . . . “I’ve had it on since we met at coffee.” “You were wearing that thing in the coffee shop?” “You didn’t notice?” “Well no – but I don’t stare at your crotch do I.” “You are now.” “Well . . . ah . . . it’s not every day you see your friend wearing a strap on penis.” Jess walked over to Ali while massaging her cock. She stepped up closer. “It’s not a strap on penis – it’s my. Our drink arrives and we continue to talk and go over the menu. I continue to set there and catch glimpses of Silenia boobs through her shirt and my dick responds accordingly. I feel my underwear get tighter as my dick gets harder. I feel like I'm gonna blow my load right there at the mere thought of seeing her naked body. Once again I get interrupted by the waitress arriving at the table to order our food. I order the 8 oz New York Sirloin, Patricia get Thai stir fry, Joesph orders up a ¼lb. I saw that most of the gentlemen were concentrating their attention on her perfectly rounded bottom bouncing delightfully down onto the nicely polished leather saddle. I knew that both Lady Marshburn and I were not up to her posterior excellence but that our facial advantages would make us the center of attraction in the dining room for conversation or the bedroom for nocturnal sports.My husband-to-be, that is, Claudia's intended jumped a rather dangerous looking stone fence and the others.