The Case Files of Cindy Masters, Dyke DetectiveThis Episode: A Chance Encounter - Part Threeby Trapper Jock McIntyreMasters is the name. Cindy Masters... I'm a detective. I get $50 a day andexpenses, $75 if I can get it.I lay back on the weight bench and placed my feet behind the leg bracefor a few chest flies. My eyes darted about the room like a fly lookingfor a warm beer. Glancing down between my legs, the mound made by theSuper Chief Streamliner dildo I was packing in my jockstrap reminded. ?With that I stood there and allowed Jennifer to first take out a wet sponge and wipe it all around my budging man-hood, causing my best friend to retreat immediately, which enabled her to grab and lump of steel and start placing it around my groin. I knew exactly what this was but my protests fell on death ears and she slid my dick into the sheave that forced him now between my legs. As Jennifer pulled the rest of the belt around my hips, I could see the full horror of the steel chastity belt. What mattered now was that thing battering his insides, stretching and loosening his formerly tight asshole. He did spread his legs as far apart as they would go. And then he used his elbows as leverage to begin meeting the stud’s thrusts. Andrew began pushing onto the invading cock, fucking himself on it, ruining his own ass beyond recognition. His own erection was painfully, impossibly huge and with each thrust of the black cock in his ass he moaned and screamed, in utter abandon.Thomas was. . no objections here," he said."Good." She reached around behind her back, undid her top, and took it off. Jeff's heart literally skipped a beat as he saw he bare breasts. They were every bit as beautiful as Allison's! Rachael then slid the bottom half of her swimsuit off, and Jeff found himself looking at a real live naked woman for the first time in his life."Now your turn," she grinned, and grabbed the waistband of his suit."Hey!" he exclaimed, but she giggled and pulled it down. His.