On her knees,Wearing only pinkStar-studded socksAnd panties downAround her knees,Her hands restingLike doves upon the ledgeBefore her,Hair in pigtails...And a come-hither lookUpon her I-dare-you face,She would look good,Decorated with the beadsOf my pearlescent sperm.Breasts are ludicrous,But lovely,Much like a pair of pantiesRolled down to the knees,No longer clothing,But ornament--When they do not give suckTo infants' needs,Breasts are panties, too,Rolled down to the knees.God or nature,Take. Miami was so different from my little town Sun Prairie, my family owned a small ranch there. That's where I kept my baby. My baby was 1000 pounds and at 6 years of age stood 15 hands high. She has been mine since she was born, a black as night mustang with a small star on her head. Her name was Delilah and she was perfect. This would be the longest I've ever been with out her. When everything in my world was going wrong she was always right or me. I would jump on her back and go fast, her sheer. He put the butt-plug down very briefly and squeezed some of the lubricant onto a finger, which he placed at Lily's asshole, slowly penetrating it. Lily moaned, half in surprise and half in pleasure. This was their first time trying anal play, and while it would take some getting used to, she could not deny that she liked the presence of his finger in her ass. It seemed very naughty and forbidden - but also right.He gently probed, slowly moving ihis finger back and forth, allowing Lily to get. They snuggled up to me and pulled my arms a bit to make room. Before I knew what was happening, they had handcuffed my hands behind my back. I looked at them in shock.“It turns out I’m the only one who’s immune to this. I had thought you were, but they told me the story of how Jeremy was just a bit too stupid and eager. I’m really looking forward to seeing you be MY slave after you tried to make me yours. The funny part was the secrets these two shared after I changed them into my slaves. You.