My wife broke out the camera, and began to take photos of Sara. Paying special attention to the dildo, the piercings, and the agony on Sara’s face. ...his is going to be a great start to our collection. Now was time for a little bit of fun. This time when I untied Sara, she was so tired from screaming and struggling, that she could not struggle anymore. I flipped her over, and strapped her back to the table. I grabbed the knife out of my kit. As I slid my cock into Sara, I could feel the dildo. Right after harvest was the time for Sam’s most important visits. If his seed had done well, he was almost guaranteed a sale for next spring. If his seeds had not performed as hoped, he needed to start damage control immediately before some other seed salesman convinced his customers to switch brands. And, of course, he would do the same– stop by those who used his competitors seeds and hope to convince them that his brand could have done better. Such was the life of a traveling seed. . slowly she would guide the freshman's face closer and closer to her lovely vulva..."You be a good girl now, and make me cum..."Ruthie rubbed herself faster and faster. Cum ... oh yes ... cum ... cum...She always felt very guilty afterwards. It was a good thing Mike was not present to see what she was doing.In spite of being a compatible roommate, Jen was not a gregarious person. It was clear that she never would warm up to Ruthie, although she always tried to treat her with respect. To some. As if commanded by a puppeteer Ifound my arms drawn to the hips I couldn't identify as mine, and struck apose. Dwarfed by my vast hips, my hands looked childish in comparison. Asif triggered by the thought, my hands started to dwindle, becomingpetite. My nails scraped across the skirt's fabric as they grew out,becoming perfectly manicured. My arms followed their example, as mymuscles lost their tone, becoming softer and more feminine. All of asudden, my jacket was shrinking down. From the chest.