. in and out her pussy walls been forced apart by my hard cock. Your sister playing with her pussy while your mum rides my cock like she hasn't been f...cked in years. I look to your sister and tell her how sexy it would be if she kissed her mum. She pauses for a second. But then gives in to the Passion. Your s*s and mum sucking on each others tounges. Your sister pulls away and says its my turn. I want him to fuck me hard doggy style. Her all on floors ease my cock in her slutty fuck hole.. It looks like we won’t have much wind to worry about today and I brought fresh coffee with me.” Taking my cup as I sat down, she refilled it and handed it back. “So, start talking.”Trying to get my thoughts in order, I nodded my head and took a sip of coffee before starting. “My love, we both know that whoever is trying to kill us is based in Santa Fe. I’m very worried about taking you there as we planned. It’ll be too damn easy for whoever is behind this to take care of us there instead of. “Put these on, slave.”I looked at what she had tossed me, and it was crotchless leather underpants. I stripped and pulled the garment on, with my cock and balls hanging out the bottom. Heather then came over and put the collar around my neck. Then she put something around my cock and balls. Finally, she placed a shiny leather hood over my head that had a hole for my mouth and nose to poke through.“Baby, I can’t see,” I said.“WHAT DID YOU CALL ME, SLAVE!” Heather screamed before smacking me on. She and Woody were platonic friends, genuinely. She had no more interest in him sexually than she had in Mr Pierce (who was now moving slowly through the crowds towards them – he was like a bulldozer, or perhaps an oil tanker; his great bulk causing a bow wave of teenagers on either side of his track), but she was somewhat affronted that Woody’s eyes were clearly distracted from looking at John T. Jones to focussing about a foot to 18 inches below Mandy’s face. He was ogling her tits, he was.