Abby was a sissy, and there was some kind of law that requiredthe vanillas to make fun of her. But, damn it, she was a good person. Ifyou knew her, yo... liked her. She had a sweet laugh and a gentle nature.She liked cats. Who doesn't like cats?So it was that on a peaceful Wednesday night in the fall, Melissa camehome early. She had declared an armistice with tooth decay. She wanted adrink and dinner. And a little conversation with the Mrs.She entered her living room and tossed her keys on the. .... though i wouldnt be surprised.... kind of hot thinking her asshole would feel my twitching cock spurt out a few times letting it seep through her thonglike undies... luckily shes a skirt wearing hottie today so i was able to hike it up before sitting her on me, GEtting that pants to thong contact is as close as its gonna get..... at least for now.. but its not even a creepy thing cause id make sure for certain that the cock she felt was there and liking it, enjoying every adjustment made. Cum was flying into her eyes and across her forehead, several more strands landed across her mouth and they demanded she open her mouth and try to catch some cum! The video panned in on her face and I could see she was coated in cum. Greg left the room and returned with the biggest man I’ve ever seen in real life or movies. He was a Samoan or something, he must have been almost seven feet tall and probably weighed over 300 pounds. Greg had a big smile on his face as he motioned for the other. I took out two zip ties and put one around each of her breast, and tightened them till her tits were standing straight up, then I tightened them down some more. Now Taylor was writhing with pain every time I pulled on the ties. They were digging into her and stretching the skin over the fat in her breasts so thin that every vein was visible under her translucent white skin. The veins stared to turn purple, and then so did the rest of tits. I squeezed on them till a gooey milk started to squirt.