”The girl was careful as she took it gently from my hands. Speaking over her shoulder, she addressed her mother. “Mom, I can talk for myself.” S...e looked up at me. “Thanks! My uncle has electric guitars, but he said he’d teach me how to play one like this.”“That’s great. Have you started yet?”“No, he’s sort of busy.”I smiled down at her. “I’m sure he’ll find the time.” I looked around and they were still setting up so we had some time. “Wanna try something real quick?”She nodded her head. C. He started humping me, and for a few seconds all I felt was a hairy nub rubbing against my butt.Until… “Ouch,” I said loudly when I realized Baxter had scratched my side abs. “Well, that’ll be easy to hide,” I whispered in jest as I touched the new bruises with my fingers. “Easy, boy, easy,” I said, trying to calm him down, but his cock was already leaving its sheath and finding its way among my butt cheeks.For a few seconds, I stuttered. I clenched my butt around his cock to better gauge its. He had her lay on a bed-like table with no surface other than wood. He placed a ball gag in her mouth and further secured t with the velcro strap.There were rings and posts on the bed, walls and ceiling. He fastened her spread eagled on the table and put a vibrator between her legs. "Could this be true? Will he let 3holes orgasm? Why? Ahh-3homes is not to wonder why, but comply," she self corrected. The assistant stood at the foot of the table and held a camcorder aimed at her cunt and recorded. " Joanne whispered back.I pulled on the sash holding her robe closed and pushed the material off her shoulders and down her bare arms. Underneath the robe, she was wearing a dark blue satin corset, tightly laced and fastened by a row of tiny hooks and eyes at the front. Suspenders attached to the bottom of the corset were fastened to black silk stockings. I ran my eyes down her body, noticing that she had not bothered with panties and I could see her neatly trimmed pubes as a dark smudge.