I knew what she wanted my to do and I have to say it gotme excited again, I'd never eaten the arse of anyone, guy or girl, indeedmy fiancee Gina remai...ed slightly prudish about sex so I'd never even gotto eat out her pussy. I stuck my tongue out and into Samantha's arse,thrusting it in and around, fucking her with it like as if it was my cock,slurping up the salty taste of Jake's juices. Meanwhile, I could feel morehands on my own arse where it stuck invitingly in the air as I ateSamantha's.. " Annabelle's eyes widened. James wasn't thick, but was definitely above average in the length department. He guided his prick to her hole, then paused. There had been no foreplay -- would Winston have done that? He felt that Annabelle and Winston were probably God-fearing folk, so anything other than straight sex might have been considered a sin.He massaged her clit a little with the tip of his dick, pretending he didn't quite know where to put it. "Mmmm..." Annabelle closed her eyes and. A mixture of confused expressions crossed her face as she looked at us with a puzzled frown. She unconsciously crossed her stumps over her bra and squeezed her forelegs tighter together."We- well I had thought about it but I thought you wouldn't mind. What am I going to wear?"As she spoke, Dot walked in. She picked up the last few words and smirked before departing again. Jacky and I exchanged puzzled looks as we heard Dot rummaging around in her sewing room. She was an expert seamstress and. Her breasts were pulled, distorted into a sharp cone. She grimaced, and suppressed a scream. No, that was no good, she couldn’t stand this for long either. She peered down towards her feet, at the weights hanging from the long length of twine, watching them sway backwards and forwards. Suddenly, an idea began to take shape in her befuddled brain. The weights were swaying, like a pendulum, almost touching her toes. She bit her lip against the impending pain, went on tip-toe so as to ground the.