She explains that Peter has a very special table in his basement that is perfectly designed to secure a woman in any position he likes and then whip t...e daylights out of her after which he can ravish her at his leisure. She goes on in very graphic detail as to how this table works and as she paints a picture in my mind my pussy joins in on the fun to begin getting nice and wet. Johanna sees my skin blushing with arousal as she talks and notices me moving around in my seat, she leans over and. It seemed so long. I had heard of Oregon, it was the fertile land to the north. Everyone said the farming was better there, but there was also too much fighting. The cities were always warring over stupid stuff. And Washington State was always this mythical place where the Tyrants ruled from. The reverend would preach about it as this terrible place, one part Hell and one part Sodom and Gomorrah. A wicked place that no god-fearing man should tread.Well, I was the daughter of a god, so I had no. " She plunged on his cock again moving her hand to caress his balls while she sucked him. As she did Deacon's hands rose and found her round breasts ensnared in the red lace stocking and gently squeezed them. You always knew when you did something Karen liked because her pace would immediatley uptick, and with Deacon's hands, she did just that. Her pace sucking his cock hastened and her strokes deepened. Soon Deacon was fucking Karen's throat fast enough for his balls to bounce upward but she. " Who do you need to tell you what to do?" You Ellen." Who is the Sissy, panty girly boy?" I am." Repeat." I am a sissy, panty, girly boy." Who looks up to me, and worships me and obeys me in everything?" I do." Repeat," she said more firmly. I was lost in her eyes now."I do. I look up to you in everything. I obey you. I worship you. Ken,the sissy, panty girly boy." Who fucks her Ken when he's been a good little girly boy?" You do. Ellen does."She paused. I repeated more fully."Ellen does. You.