But not as heavy as when a 250 pound man brings it crashing down on your outstretched hands, crushing your fucking fingers. having done one hand, I co...ld see no point in letter her other hand get away with it, and soon, both hands were fucking mashed. I had considered taking off the wedding ring, but fuck her, she could keep it.He breathing seemed shallower, as if she was almost dead. But I hadn’t finished with the bitch yet. Getting the hammer and chisel I had also brought back from the. Every time his shaft, glistening from May’s juices, pulled back, Paul winding his body up for the next thrust, May’s engorged labia slightly slid outward to, gripping his cock as though they wanted to make sure he came back, deep inside. She threw her head back, her toes curling, just like Mary could feel her own gripping the wooden boards of the floor she was standing on in lustful concentration.„Turn around“, Paul said in a strangely tortured voice. Mary looked on enraptured as May. . frightened ...” Two more smacks. “Silence, girl!” Belle gritted her teeth and endured the examination. “Not bad at all,” she heard Kemal saying, almost to himself. “Good quarters ... fine long thighs ... nice high, firm tits. I reckon we’ll make a first-rate Pony out of you.” The hand squeezed Belle’s buttocks. “Good bottom, too. That’ll look well in motion.” Belle shuddered uncontrollably and a sob burst from her. Kemal appeared quite unconcerned. “What stall is she to go to?” asked Greta,. I then rinsed off, steppedout of the shower and dried myself. I then got some of her body lotion,and applied it all over my skin. My skin was so soft and smooth. Iwondered if I stayed like this if I would have to shave my legs andunderarms, or could I use the machine to have permanently hairless legsand underarms. I applied some of her deodorant, and just a tiny bit ofperfume. I smelled so good. I removed the shower cap and dried the littlebit of hair that got wet. I then sat at her vanity.