Stephie was adamant that she should be regarded as a gurl. Pictures were added and emails sent with those famous paperclips that made both Stephie and...Mattea excited. From the images, Mattea could see that Stephie’s breasts were real or at least enhanced in some way. She was much further down the road than Mattea was.It was no surprise to him that Stephie wanted them to meet and once he had looked at her profile pictures and viewed the images that had been emailed, he too felt the same. It had. He didn’t see any draft animals so he figured the bandits had taken them as booty.Further examination of the area around the wreck, he found a small basket that contained a few loaves of hard travel bread. They were still wrapped and unspoiled so he added them to his food pack. The next item was a small box with a woman’s dress and children’s clothing in it. He sorted out the boy’s clothes and left them with another box that had the father’s clothes in it. He tied the small bundle to the lesser. On one of the downward plunges my foot slid on the carpet and my crotch slapped down all the way to the chair seat. A startled yelp issued from my mouth as I fell and was impaled on the rigid rubber prong. I just sat there, my cunt lips and asshole squashed against the chair seat, the cock buried in my belly and my entire cunt pit burning with astonishment.I realized I had the whole thing up inside me then. I felt stuffed and bloated by the monster fuck piece. Slowly I began to rub my crotch. Hey, this isn't too bad. I like them washing me; I'm getting these strange feelings, like I got when Lizzie and Danni would hold each other naked. Tammi's feeling of pleasure got a rude interruption when Beren noticed that most of Tammi's body was still dry. He yelled at the others and the sponges moved to the rest of her, even her hair. Soon Tammi was dripping wet with this milky liquid. The cleansing movements of the sponges on Tammi had a soothing effect on the imprisoned girl. She closed.