Furious about her own stupidity, about her non-preparedness and her bad planning. She looked at the column again, pondering how she would be able to g...t herself fitted. Without requiring another person to help, of course. This whole project was a secret, and should stay that way. Only after she convinced the dean, she would consider going public and advertise her art more openly. But for now it was only her, nobody else.She was studying the column intensely for minutes, thinking about ways to. Finally,the day for her friend?s arrival came. In preparation, she positioned her slavedirectly under the light, handcuffing his wrists behind his neck, hooking thelock behind his collar and stretching the rope downward bending him backwardfar as she could go. Mistress Park tugged him backward until his torso was almost parallel to the concretefloor. The light up above glared. He could feel her tightening what pulled himback to the short chain connecting the shackles that hobbled his feet.. ..........you just can't go on and on and on with wet panties without something being done about it. If something wasn't done soon I would have to check myself into cock-oholics anonymous for some serious rehab.I must admit that we had a superb time as a group together. So much fun that it carried on to again plans made that we spend that evening together. What's going on here? Am I the only one here that desperately needed FUCKED?!! So it went on again, everyone dancing with everyone and. She was a Mormon widow and had given birth to many children. She needed some dick, since her husband was gone. It would take some big animal cock to satisfy her. Unfortunately, the miniatures did not have the size of a donkey dick. This experienced donkey fucked the woman like a Tijuana side show. He brayed loudly and fucked the woman steadily until she moaned in a trance. She was a church going widow and Saturday was her donkey day. Tomorrow she would be at the services. Today she had the.