"I could see John's face was bright red, but I also noticed that as his hands came away from his crotch he had a big stiff dick that any sixteen-year-...ld would be proud of."Not bad," said Rhonda as she inspected John's teenage equipment. "Now you, you little jerk."I followed John's actions, knowing that I was smaller than him. But I was grateful that at least I was hard. Even though I was a little smaller I wasn't all that much smaller."No, not bad at all," said Mom. "Do you boys know what to. To humiliate me further and remind me who I had become, they had taken the shirt I was wearing on the night I was kidnapped and had cut holes in the nipple parts and had fixed that to the wall. Hindi mein shirt pe likha tha, “Bunty Gang ki Randi banna meri dharm aur karm hain”I tried to close the door behind me and saw that the door could not be locked from the inside. Bunty started laughing at seeing my confusion and pushed me into the attached bathroom. When I went in, I saw that it had no. I wonder if I’ll survive the next couple of hours with my sanity intact. Can I possibly bear the torture that is in store for me? After all, a cock is not really the biggest part of the body and how bad can it get? I first contacted Helmut on a BDSM site. I’d posted all of my deepest wishes as though they were something I do regularly. This site is amazing. They encourage you to tell all, even the evilest darkest S&M thoughts and I thought, what harm can there be in this?” So I explained my. I gazed down at her pussy -- a beautiful pink slit, framed by a sprinkling of blonde down. My mouth watered at the thought of tasting her.Without a word, I handed Mandy the thong ... and she stepped into it, tugging the skimpy garment up and over her hips. I took her arm and turned her toward the mirror. We were both studying her sexy body in the mirror, though I noticed that she was also stealing little glances at me, especially my naked lower half.That's when I knew for certain that I could.