Finally, he felt it sort of pop in his hand as it went into its natural position. He stopped moving and let her go. She did not draw that leg up, and ...topped screaming. She looked down at the ankle and almost smiled. Trevir looked around the clearing and found a few small branches and made for her a splint with that and some cloth cut from his bedroll. Finally, her foot was secure as it could be. She looked at it dubiously, but seemed to be satisfied that he had not, indeed, harmed her. She. We were able to dispose of all c***dren and so had the house to ourselves. Because I am still a bit of a cripple, from my car accident, Jenny decided a bit of mild bondage and teasing was just the thing to stir me up. We started off by showering together, which is always exciting as we always manage to pay special attention to each other’s erogenous zones. The shower ended with Jenny squatting down fingering herself whilst sucking on my very hard cock. It was fantastic looking down to see Jen. Down boy, this ones a solo! I hissed as I began to rub slow deliberate circles around my fat juicy clit. It slid easily from under its hood as it began to swell to my touch. Pep leaned his head in and sniffed hard. I pushed his head back and continued the assault on my clit with now wet fingers. I cant lie, I was torn between letting Pep help and being scared he would bite me again, only worse this time. I held Peps Head back and rubbed faster and harder against my clit. I felt it in the pit of. I had cut my wide Garrison belt to about eighteen inches in length. I slit the leather crossways just enough so I could bend the leather letting both sides meet. Then I wrapped that portion in adhesive tape creating a four inch handle. I cut five slits into the other end for about six inches. I had made a mini strap that almost had the properties of a cat o nine tails. It was a very effective punishment tool. I had used it on Wendy who orgasmed every time I used the well oiled belt on her curvy.