Their heads were bridled on top of said leather helmets, straps leading down to their mouths that were mauled in a particularity cruel arrangement. At...first glance it might have looked like a Baucher bit where double rings connected the straps of the bridle and the reins. Yet that was only the visible part of the bit arrangement. The bit ended right inside the teeth and were replaced by a rubberized metal ring keeping their mouths wide open. Behind it was a curb bit holding the center of the. I’m just surprised it happened so quickly. I thought that once you talked to Jack, you were going to fill me in on your decision. Looks like you were able to make that choice while you were with Jack.”I replied, “It all started with me giving him a kiss so he knew that I was ok with his honest sharing of what was in his heart. Then he kissed me back … well, you know how I am with kissing and Jack kisses really good. Next thing I knew, we were making love. I’m sorry you and I didn’t have a. I clenched my teeth and held my eyes closed, tears begining to run down my cheeks as the bottle popped its way into my ass, only half-an-inch of the way in. I could feel my mother pushing the bottle deeper as my father held me to his legs, and she was smiling in appreciation as the bottle's neck widened. She quickened and strengthened her push, and I gasped in reply. A good three inches of it now lay inside my ass, but she pushed deeper, each centimeter of the bottle growing wide as they it. Why don't you just call them mammary glands, for gosh sakes! And you can't be that blind — they're atrocious." Then she frowned and said, "Ken, Ginger says my tits are like mounds of whipped cream, with cherries on top — except, she claims, the whipped cream would likely be firmer. What do you think?" Before he could think of a reply she continued, "I think they're more like soft marshmallows, don't you? With little strawberries on top?"Making a face, she concluded, "I never did like cherries.".