It hurt so much when it stretched my sphincters. He pushed it in until he got it deep in my rectum. Jonathan I saw, much to my dismay, still had an ...rection. The baton inside me hurt do and soon I began panting. I began to feel cramps in my lower abdomen. The sensation quickly moved deeper. I felt like I had to have a bowel movement. My face probably told what was in my mind: resistance, disgust, shock and horror! I was sweating so much; it was very slippery under my shoulders on the. But I’m afraid, the panty has to come off, I wouldn’t like to waste such an excellent gag, and you will have the opportunity to get used smelling your cunt.”Alicia felt the man’s hand between her legs, rubbing the crotch of her panty deep into her vaginal lips, getting the silky thing moist with her fluids. She could have died of shame, but the worst was still to come, when she felt the panty being slipped down her legs and, after the stranger opened her jaw he stuffed the smelly panty into her. A tingling feeling slowly intensified. She yawned. She really couldn’t grasp what was going on anymore. She was vaguely aware that she was a model in a photo shoot, that she needed to be professional. She couldn’t feel aroused and drowsy and still act all professional. Her breathing irregular. ‘I need a little nap,’ she heard herself say. Yeah, just a little power-nap, after that she could focus again. ‘That’s right sweety. You do need a little nap, and I’m going to help you,’ a vaguely. I felt the same way. He seemed to listen to what I was saying, not just waiting to put the make on me. We continued our chat and I was the one that started getting more personal when I mentioned I had not had a date or anything with another man since my husband had passed. A sort of smile appeared on his face and at the time I really didnt think about it. But he was very blunt when he asked, Did you have a good sex life with your husband? This sort of blew me away and I wasnt sure I wanted to.