When the music ended, my brother and my wife were the last to leave the dance floor. As they approached the table, I could see Lisa's face, smiling an... sweet but blushing with the heat of her encounter.She picked up her little handbag and began to fan herself as she smiled at me and said, "Whew! It's hot in here, Les!" Yes it is," Larry agreed and he suggested we move on to the next stop on our itinerary."And where's that?" Lisa asked him, still smiling sweetly.Larry looked right at her and. . "So I need a mixing barrel I'm thinking heavy plastic trash can. Maybe even on wheels" Yeah long as it has never been used and as long as you keep it clean. How much do you plan to cook?" he asked."I really plan to write the book for the home cook. Probably set all the recipes for ten gallons of finished product max." I said."Well then your home cook will need to mash in about fifty gallons in total. That's a lot for a garage size still." Okay, so let me thing backwards, What is a good size. .." Oh and if you think you are going to say no.... let me explain, you will still get your ass fucked, just with a ball gag in, and only a bit of spit for lube!!" So tell me, what do you want, an almost dry ass fuck, and a video of you asking for it, shared for all to see. Or would you prefer Faith's 10 inch cock lubed up and we keep that film for you, me and her?"Faith, pulls down her thong, letting those silky undergarments drop to the floor and stands there, proudly in front of you. A. "Again! Again!" she gasped urgently, her clutching thighs ensuring the young girl heard nothing.With a deep red line swelling across the sphere's of Sally's bottom, and the young girl tossing her little bottom as the pain seared into her, Brian lifted the crop again. He groaned, hesitating as Hilary used her teeth on the tender flesh behind his bloated cock head, then his arm whipped the crop down.Once more Sally felt the lancing fire consume her, reaching deep into her bottom where it flooded.