She leaned forward against the opposite wall of the doorway and spread her legs, pushing back slowly to engulf his pulsing rod. She growled as he pene...rated her – his cock stretching her as he slid inside, the warmth of his thick shaft filling her completely as her juices created a slick warm seal between them, promising a truly amazing coupling.He looked at her as her eyes closed and she stood there, unafraid and exposed to any passerby, doing nothing else but making his dreams come true. Her. “The tracked chassis were offered to interested parties or melted down to make seamless casing for oil wells.”“I have a machine shop in Sheridan,” I said, “I was thinking about cannon barrels out of brass.”“You do? I’d like to see that,” he said. A girl ... she can’t be twenty ... with her own shop? Yeah ... I’d like to see it.“When do you want to go?” I said.The cannon match wasn’t until Sunday.“Now?” he said. Let’s see what kind of excuses she can come up with to stay here.“Come on ... I have. Over the next hour all 20 of us are here. My two daddies are here just outside the gate by me. One of them says, ‘Here we go’Bar staff helps us all remove our clothes and lockers are stuff. Staff members begin putting wrist and ankle cuffs on me. I say, ‘I didn’t know there was bondage.’Both my daddies come and reassure me. They say everything will be fine. They tell me that I will forget all about it when I taste cock. We get in line and are paraded around the saw horses. I stand behind my. One of the waiters looked at me for approval, which I gave.Before long they had lain her on a table with her legs over the end. Her dress was around her waist, and a large cock was nudging the entrance to her swollen pussy. The first cock slid inside her, it was not long before she had taken her first load of cum. She was now becoming more vocal. One of the waiters went to the kitchen and returned with a large cucumber, which was put into her mouth to stop her becoming too loud. The next waiter.