I unzipped my pants and started to reach in to take it out. "Not like that. Take your pants down. We want to see it good." The other girls did not say...a word. They just stared at my pants. I got up my courage and said "NO" and started to zip myself up again. "Where's the phone book. I have to call Mommy at Auntie Betty's." I gave up. They had me by the short hairs. I undid my belt and dropped my pants and underwear at the same time and stood there with my limp dick exposed to these five 18. Stop. Raza" She panted.I stopped, the feeling of my penis half headed in her heaven cavern was nothing to describe. She was throbbing and shaking from both the lust and the pain. And that made me shaking with shivering that run through my length. Her juice was flowing and baths my penis and the pulsating send me in heaven. If I didn't just come a while ago, I'd probably come right there. As her wailing faded and she started to hug me, I go on thrusting my hip forward sending my penis moving. Isn't that so?” and after a while I said “I guess so”.And then we arrived and she parked the car and we went inside and she unlocked the door on the right and we went downstairs and I just followed her like a dog and we went in to the old yoga studio that now was like a living room or maybe even more like a lounge and aunt Beth said “Wait here” and she went into the next room and I just stood there in the middle of the floor and waited.And then she came back out and it wasn't my aunt Beth.Or it. Anchored to the floor, the rope around her tits draws tight, then tighter still. It tugs wickedly on her bound breasts, constricting the tender orbs without mercy or release. Within minutes she is racked between the floor and the ceiling, stretched like a rubber band by her ankles and her tits. With her hands locked behind her back, Terry cannot reach the knots. With the gag stuffed tightly in place she cannot ask for release. And with Mack’s hands still on the crank, she cannot stop the slow.