His big cock lump was plainly visible running down the leg of his tight boxer shorts. I reached down to the waist band and started pulling his underwe...r down, and he helped me again by lifting his ass.His huge, hardening cock was already about ten inches long and lying between his legs on the seat. He spread his legs farther and smiled as I leaned over to hold it in my hand. I knew right away that the real thing is much better than a dildo. I loved the smell of his sweaty, musky man-scent and. She didn’t know it, but the ropes were not holding her back as much as the command Erik had put into her mind that she couldn’t escape them. ‘I will.’ He answered. ‘After I have had my fun. Now don’t resist girly, or it will only hurt more.’ ‘Noooo.’ Terry said, starting to cry openly as her legs were spread apart. When the masked man let them go she quickly shut her legs again. ‘Keep them open!’ He demanded. ‘Do it or I’ll make you bleed!’ Raging against her binding, Lana screamed ‘Don’t touch. "I'm not." Oh it'sis fine," she said. A little slur to her speech. "I just needed another drink to... well... I have to admit something to you and it isn't easy." Mom reached into her tiny purse and pulled out a wad of black material."These are my panties! Or... well not panties... G-sh.... G - Shtring. My G-Shtring. And they're too wet to wear anymore. See?" She held them up to my nose. They were wet, and the strong womanly odors coming off them was unmistakable."I needed to admit to you that. Karen could not argue with that logic. She agreed that she would do it, and she meant it.“What do you want tonight’s session to be Sir?” Karen tried to change the subject. It was bothering her not to know what Robert intended to do. She had an entire outline of the scene with Piggy as a human cow in her mind. She had even purchased some vacuum pumps to attach to her sister’s tits and milk them. Milk wouldn’t come out, but it would have enhanced the scene.“I will set the agenda. You are no.