. He answered...Turning the machine off.. He removed the dildo from my ass..Untieing the twine and the ropes ..He got me up from the table ..I am stif... and sore ..Know it is not going to get any better.. Takin me over to that damn tree ..They wrap the rope around my ankles four to five times ..Thats right ,now he has her touching me .She's helping him.. Now she has one of her slaves come over he takes the rope binding my hands holding it up..So my arms are raised then he pulls it. I was kissing on her forehead, checks, and nose. I had a french kiss while my hands are squeezing her boobs from her nighty. I moved my hand towards her legs and slowly moved up her nighty. With the other hand i removed the zip from her nighty. She stood up and removed her nighty totally. I removed my t-shirt. Now both shared the bed. I removed her bra. She got big boobs with black big nipples. I squeezed one boob with hand and sucked th was moaning on my actions. My tongue was moving all over. ’ My face betrayed my seeming stoicism. Phoebe Wilson was a cheerleader and gymnast who had, shall we conservatively say, a rather healthy carnal appetite. Phoebe knew more positions than a political candidate during election week, even at that tender age, and had probably been through the Terrapin football team’s backfield more times than an opposing pass-rusher. I had the pleasure of, um, ‘dating’ Phoebe for about two months during winter-term semester junior year, and in that brief time,. I woke up with all three Leroys looking down at me, trying to see if I was alright. I stuttered out, "I ... ah ... saw you ... reach ... reaching for your gun ... and..."Gabriela turned to Stan and said, "You scared the poor boy to death reaching for your gun like that. What's wrong with you, Stan?" I was only reaching for it to take it off, you've seen me do that a hundred times, and you never complained a bit." Yeah, but what did you say to him as you reached for the gun, answer me that, you.