I has unceremoniously bundled onto a large refectory table in the middle of the room, the guerrillas did not miss an opportunity to rub at my bruised ...its and cunt: My hands were drawn out to the edges of the table and fastened to eye bolts in the floor, a rope was fastened over my tummy and under the table thus securing all bodily movement and my legs were spread wide apart with a five foot spreader bar, which in turn was pulled up to the ceiling via a pulley system.My heaving bruised breasts. The orgasmic quivering of her body felt so good atop me I just obediently serviced my wild, slutty girlfriend as she turned around and presented her freshly fucked asshole to my devouring mouth. I licked and tongued her dilated anus, swallowing the semen pouring down my throat.She lay down and began to suck on my throbbing cock as she squirmed her overflowing butthole all over my probing tongue. She again pressed on the buttplug and teased it in and out of my asshole while I lapped and. A commercial hit it was not.My prolonged bad mood was the product of several things. First and foremost was the four-month dry spell without a blowjob to relieve my tension. Obviously, I wasn’t the only fourteen-year-old with that particular frustration, but I felt it nonetheless.Second was the uncomfortable realisation that being rich and having future knowledge was not all plain sailing. In many ways it made me, my family and friends vulnerable.And third was frustration over the business.. It was a small purple bra. I was excited to find her bra and take time to observe it. It was a small push-up bra with pockets inside cups, each pockets contain 2 foam push-up pads. WOW I love when Push-Up are padded so I get hard and start rubbing my cock. Looking at the bra further I saw the thin straps and the 1 hook at the back. The cup was in lace, all purple. I masturbate hard while sniffing and touching the bra. I was really excited to know her bra size so I take the tag, thinking to.