“Grab your cock and stretch it out for me to measure.”He did so very reluctantly. The tape indicated he was five inches.“Rub it and get it hard ...nd I’ll re-measure.”He looked around to see if anybody was driving by. By now his hormones had taken over and he was firming up without stroking. His cock got longer and thicker, a grower.I put one end of the tape measure in his groin and pulled it out past his knob. The tape indicated nine inches in length.“Wow!”It was a little tricky measuring his. He gave it a nice slap with his hand before squeezing my cheeks and spreading them open giving way for him to lick both of my holes mercilessly. My body shook with my hands pressed against the wall as I stood under his control. Then he took the toy in hand and gently pushed it upward into my body. The toy was quite lengthy and I felt it spreading my pussy walls apart along with my asshole. "Mmmph," I moaned and bit my bottom lip, "That hurts a bit." It'll get better sweetie, I promise," he. She felt confusion at her own predicament. Objectively, she knew that she could break free, perhaps she should break free. But for what? To fight against a demon she could not best? One whom she should have been able to save, but failed to? Perhaps this was where she ought to be.More hands began massaging her legs, again feminine. Though she could not see with the blindfold on, she sensed their presence. Two more women were kneading her muscles, coaxing her to release her tension. Accepting. "But-" No more buts, except the one you're going to bare!" she said and then laughed as she pulled off her reading glasses, climbed out of the Jeep and quickly stripped off her shorts and halter.Another surprise before my eyes: Michele usually dressed in clothes that greatly obscured her body. Yet here she was in a bright blue bikini that was a beautiful contrast to her milky skin and dark brunette shoulder length, windblown hair. She was hardly what you'd call slender. In fact, she would have.