"Bend over my desk!" My whore giggled and bent over the old, wooden school desk in the middle of Alexa’s living room. Alexa lifted the bed sheet ov...r my whore's hips and squeezed her tight, pale, firm ass. "Where should I put my apple, while I spank your slutty ass with my yardstick?" Alexa teased as she slid two fingers in my whore's waiting pussy. My whore moaned and wiggled her hips till she felt Alexa's knuckles penetrate her. Alexa worked four fingers and thumb into her. When she was. It made him wonder again what kind of a girl he had under his thumb this time.The guards could easily attach Sylvia's restraints to the wall, and she was standing there now in a spread eagle position without showing any distress about the fact that they had complete access to her body if they would want to touch her."So, what happens now?" Sylvia asked with a cheeky voice.The guards looked at each other, started to laugh, and walked out of the room. They closed the door behind them. Those. The weather had not cooperated for Liz’s party so we had been compelled to move the event indoors. Her house was plenty spacious enough – despite the fact that the guest list had doubled – but it had made keeping the kids occupied a bit more problematic.Brian and I had volunteered for that duty and we had commandeered the practice area (that also included my makeshift rehab facility) for the task. Even with all the shit in the room, there had been plenty of room to set up a few games.I had. Kristen told Marie not to tell anyone about what happened, and Marie complied. Marie suddenly told Kristen that she liked it, and Kristen said she did too, but that it could not happen again. When Marie asked why, Kristen didn't respond. Marie suddenly had an idea. As she held her mom, she began to lower her hands, all the way to Kristen's clit. "Marie!" she yelled."What, the dog did it, why can't I?" Kristen started to respond, but Marie rubbed her clit and she let out a groan. "Marie, we cant.