Cassie(looking at Rex): "What? They're just trick handcuffs."(looking at you): "Right?"John: "They're not mine."Cassie: "Then whose are they?"Rex: "Th...y're Dad's. And they're real."Cassie: "Oh...well we can call Dad and he'll come with the key."Rex: "It may not be that easy."Cassie: "Why not?"Rex: "Those are an old pair of handcuffs. The key to them broke."Cassie: "What are we going to do?"Rex: "I'll call Dad and tell him what's happened."(Rex pulls out his cellphone and calls Roman.)Roman:. “I’ve already bred you,” I told her. “And you, Immaculada,” I added to the Hispanic girl, her hair bleached white-blonde, adding a nice contrast to her brown skin.“Fine, fine,” Ashlie said. “We have to go!” She turned and darted down the hallway, her pleated skirts flashing about her toned legs.The other girls on the cheer team were all wearing the same outfit as me—purple sports bras trimmed in gold, pleated skirts swaying about their toned thighs. They followed after Ashlie. I took up the. I made her tell me all her deepest and darkest fantasies, even the ones that shamed her. And I promised her someday we'd make them all come true. "tell me more," she would type, "what would you do." "I'd have some Vaseline and a rectal thermometer to take your temperature, over my knee, as if you were a baby." (BLUSH) "you wouldn't!" Maybe a good spanking first to inspire obedience and they when your behind was nice and red, I'd spread your cheeks to lubricate your rectum with a nice big dollop. I separated her leg a bit and tried to feel her vagina from about the dress. She moved her butt a little. I told her that since I could not see her vagina, I was trying to get her in the right position by feeling her vagina’s position.Then, I asked her if I could move her skirt and try to get the proper position for her. She said yes. So, I slowly moved her skirt from the back all the way up to her back. Now, I could see her panties and she was right in front of me with a nice butt. I could not.