But, I also warn her that once I do so, any screams or shouts will be her last. Then, I release the gag and lower the stocking until it's wrapped arou...d the front of her throat while I've got a tight grip on both ends from my position directly behind her in the back seat. If I pull very hard, I can every easily strangle her. But, I do allow her to talk so that she can give us directions out of town on the back roads."Can I make a suggestion?" Dorothy asks. "The state line to the West is over. Then she came. Her little clitty squirted all over the bed below her and in front of her. She began breathing harder and then nervously said “I’m so sorry Daddy. Please don’t be mad. I couldn’t help it. I didn’t even touch myself. Please don’t be mad.” She was very upset and almost on the verge of crying. I squeezed her body incredibly firmly, leaving marks in her hips. I had to get her to focus on something else, at least until I dumped my load in her. She let out a yell of pain as I squeezed. But, it wasn't the reason to wrestle. The Friday before Thanksgiving finally arrived. That evening, school shut down for 10 days and all the students were expected to go home for the holidays. Brandon and I packed our clothes, most of which were dirty so that our mothers could do their special cleaning while we were home, and were about ready to head out to the bus station to catch our respective busses home. As Brandon latched his suitcase, I snuck up behind him. I put my arms around his chest. ‘Okay.’ He grinned. ‘Let’s start with a conventional measure. Grab something long…a yardstick or a tape measure. I stood, tits swaying heavily as I searched through the house, finally finding a cloth tape measure and returning. ‘Okay, lay your cock on the table.’ I said with more eagerness and command in my voice than I’d intended. ‘You sure? Is that table sturdy enough to handle the weight?’ He asked. I shook my head at him and clucked my tongue, tsk tsk. But to my shock, when he.