“Because, I really wanted to fuck you, if you must know”. She was totally upfront and straight forward. “You claim to be very good in fucking, l...t us see, how good you are at being fucked”?“Haah! But how, I am the man here, made to fuck”. Ben almost ridiculed her.“With this”. She quickly bent down, opened the lower drawer and pulled out a device, Ben had seen in some Lesbian videos. It was made of leather straps and an elongation of pinkish leather, looking like a man’s penis. Suddenly Ben was. It was a very small thing; then I stared to Helena, who was smiling… Then she uncovered that thing… and it was a sybian machine…I whispered, smiled and said I really wanted to try the experience of riding that fucking device. But then Helena said it could not be so easy…I asked her what the hell was she telling me, but she answered that I would ride the sybian with my feet and hands tied up and my eyes blindfolded…Helena would have the remote control and, being tied up; I could not get off or. He puts some Prince into the stereo and roars away down the street. He swings through a Mickey-D’s and you get a bag full of burgers and fries, a couple of cokes and then you hit the highways. Munching, jamming to some serious tunes and letting the sweet strains of laughter tumble from your throat, the car screams down the road and the day turns into night. The entire day seems to have lasted only minutes and then it is time to return to your house. Pulling up into the driveway, your heart. ?P-please ma?am?? But his cock was rising out ofhis shirt waist as his pants and underpants were puddledround his knees. ?I-I?m not a big-big shot.? Finally, Irma reached up andgrabbed Fogg?s ear and dragged him down across herlap. WHACK! ?I know I probably can?t whack as hard as your Mommy did, but I?lltry.? WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! The hairbrush harshly slapped Foggy?sbuttocks and he tried to avoid crying by biting his lip, then his tongue. Heknew that if he cried, Irma would make fun of him.