She was an only child, so to her it can only have been an exciting idea, unburdened with the mess of any daily interactions with real siblings.For me,...the reality of it was even more intense. My orgasm came as an almost physical heat, spreading out from my slick loins to my furthest extremities, like a full-body blush at the shame of breaking such a fundamental taboo. Pleasure spilled through me, as if my body itself tried to resist, but could not stem the torrent of orgasmic joy. The scream of. .. they'd bartered her off like a common whore, and maybe she was one after all... !Knuckles moved behind her, as Wayne had moments before, and gazed down with eyes bulging wide in hot uncontrolled desire at the full white moons of her buttocks trembling in sacrificial offering to him. God, he had never seen anything like it! His balls tingled and ached, and he longed to thrust forward into the narrow teasing slit that was coyly being hidden from his rapacious view. "Get up on your knees again,. " David replied. He could sense a little hesitancy in Laylah's reaction. "Don't worry. Heh, its light out now. Besides, I am taking you to that place I have been telling you about for some time, the Hermitage. I thought that you might take some pictures out there. I know you have a respect and appreciation for stuff like that." Sounds excellent to me. Why don't you give me a few moments to get changed and freshen up, it should only take a few moments." Laylah excused herself to the. Dale’s vision was still blurred but she could make out that Mary and the others were also being led to the caning horses. Once there, she was positioned sideways on and then pushed gently over it, and then felt her wrist cuffs being connected to what she knew was a clasp quite close to the floor. Further leather clasps were then tied around her thighs and her ankles, and finally, a leather strap was tied across her waist. She knew that she was secured to the caning horse with her bottom perched.