The seeds of doubt she was sowing among Calix’s idiots were sprouting nicely, but their growth would be a slow affair, and time was a resource she w...s lacking. She needed a special little something to speed up the process. It was going to take a special kind of fertilizer to get the seeds to bloom.He was a handsome man but then beauty was one of her criteria. She needed someone more handsome than Calix to shake his confidence. He wasn’t quite as tall as Calix, but few natural men were. He was. My home is located in Camillus, a suburb of Syracuse, and includes an elaborate and well equipped basement dungeon. These features include an authentic jail cell, cages, a CCTV unit so that I can monitor the dungeon from remote locations, and a wide variety of bondage furniture, restraints and the like.Currently my dominatrix business is limited to consenting adult females, or at least semi consenting ones, I use the phrase rather loosely. For the most part they have been ordered by their. " He positioned his cock at the entrance to her cunt pausing for a second he thrust it as hard as he could and as deep as her could get it in. Then he withdrew it fully before once again plunging it in again. While he was doing this he was squeezing Angie's tits as hard a s he could. Angie was going "Oh my God you are a tiger tonight." Angie was faking it. Her cunt was so stretched that his efforts had no effect on her. Her cunt was still full of the spunk that the young guys had filled her. From somewhere behind her, Tracy heard Becca whisper, “Damn, she wasn’t kidding, was she?” This was followed by Mitch saying, “Just keep sucking.” Heather and Misty were the first to disappear into the tent. The big tent. They were closely followed by Becca and Mitch. Katie stood up and pulled Tracy off the bench. Tracy followed her, watching Katie’s ass jiggle as she disappeared into the tent. Tracy brought up the rear, closing the tent flap behind her. They started in the same pairings they.