So, you’re getting what you deserve.” On and on while I cried. She knew they never let me have a choice and that I craved it.After I was done bein... tied and she was in her spot, HE came in. I immediately started to plead and cry. He had only a heavy rod in his hand. THE ROD that I hate. This caused unexplainable pain and brutal marks. Twisting my nipples never helped when this was used. HE smiled and the look in his eyes was the one I have only seen on special occasions, pure evil lust. He. .. different about Uncle Lee. I knew this from a considerably younger age, but especially starting when he walked in on me by accident and saw my cock. I thought at the time that he might be gay, but now I was leaning toward the idea that he was bi and possibly transgendered. If I was right, the best solution was staring everyone in the face and they needed some guidance to get there.It was then, right there, at that moment, that I discovered that I had to do my best to liberate my entire. The thick rubber worked my sore pussy in and out, it pressed hard on my G-spot and I involuntarily orgasmed. I panted as my climax spread from my pussy to the tips of my fingers; my body shuddered as I whined loudly that I was coming.Before I could beg for the dildo to be taken out due to sensitivity, a fat meaty throbbing cock was pushed between my lips. This one felt thick and the corners of my lips hurt from the stretch around the girth; more soft click-clicks of the camera, this time close. I knew from watching my instructional videos that he needed to make multiple cuts slowly through the different tissues to get down to the womb. So I was not surprised to see the sawing motion of the doctor’s arm. All was going well until he asked for the salad-spoons. Yeah, I know that’s not what their called, but that’s what they look like. Anyway, the doctor asked for the salad-spoons and reached in and then it happened. Sharon was not a small woman but that doctor had her sliding all over.