He'd seen the daughters though. Jane was the oldest. A striking pale girl with dark hair and the mischievous grin. Her sister Connie was a near clone,...a couple of years younger at seventeen. Jake knew better than to jeopardise his position on the farm by messing with the girls, so he watched them from a distance, admiring their strength and ability, attracted to their looks, and the sound of both of their voices, but too smart to touch.Jake had relaxed in the wooden chair under the tree, his. I closed the door and looked at the picture it was another photo of me with a very stiff black penis lodged deep in my mouth. My eyes were bulging and jaws puffed as a huge hand held my head. Fearfully I cried as I remembered when and where the pictures were taken. It was in one of the class rooms on the third floor after school, Bruce, Charlie and Daniel had cornered me and pushed me into a class room. There the three of them had overwhelmed me and made me have sex with them. I was not a. Putting both ankles through one leg hole, he binds her ankles together very tightly. Open your knees, slut — I’m in the mood to taste you, he orders. Her mind reels — this was not what she expected, and as if in a trance she complies, spreading her knees open for HIS pleasure her cunt throbbing with desire, trying to control her body’s shaking, barely daring to breathe. He traces his fingertips inside her soft thighs slowly, tantalizing her. She shuts her eyes, embarrassed by her wetness, her. The pain cascades outward to every inch of my bottom. “Legs apart, girl,” Emma orders. Obediently I part my legs. I know why and wait for the spanking to move to the backs of my legs. The first spank hit the back of my left leg. The second hit the back of my right leg. I scream out. I always do when Emma spanks my thighs. The spanks rain down on my legs and the pain spreads. The tingling starts. I love the tingling. It spreads from my thighs up the inside of my legs and crashes in to my pussy..