"I had misgivings about giving her so much control over me but it wasstarting to feel good down there and I didn't know whether I wanted toget her to ...emove it now or not. I reluctantly finished dressing with'my' panties covering my new humiliation while she looked on with asmile. It was getting to really feel good down there and my cock wasstruggling to harden but the device kept it constrained. "Do you like it? It's a combination cock ring and constraint." It's getting me hard. Can you take. Rachel and Clarissa were trembling with fear huddling below my knees on the wooden platform of the driver’s section in front of the sturdy wagon. They were wide-eyed and I could tell they wanted us to get away from the shouting and the sounds of guns being fired either into the air in drunken jubilation or at some unfortunate soul in the wrong place at the wrong time.One of the prettier, decorated tents had drawings of a circus with elephants and tigers and God know what else and on a little. For a short moment, she even considered using one of the male teachers to relieve her of her unwanted cherry but she quickly came to her senses when a headline broke in the newspaper about some poor schlep of a music teacher being drummed into the county jail because he had been doing one of the tuba players in the backside whilst she was bent over and still playing as loud as she could. Marci saw the humor of getting it in the backside playing the tuba but the city prosecutor who had an. She looked up. I looked up too. She was smiling and asked me if she could touch my cock again. “Hold on” I told her. “Wasn’t I going to get a chance to feel our breasts?” “Oh that’s right” she said. “Yeah, go on and do it.” I raised up her silky gown. My hormones grew and I could not wait to see them in the flesh. She was so darn skinny I couldn’t believe I was doing this but I was. God, she had great curves for being so skinny. I mean it too. I pulled the gown over her boobs. Fucking god they.