I feel as if I'm being ripped open, his girth causing an outward pressure deep inside me and I love it,love the pain mixed with the wonderful sensatio... of having his cockhead massaging my womb so deeply. "Yeah got dat dick in your womb Missy, damn you tight, but don ya worry I'll be stretching dat womb here fore long." I can't talk, can't breathe as the continuous stream of pleasure and the spasms that wrack my body soon have me pulling him down to lay atop me, his warm body against my. I need to get out of this damned house."After our coffee, she walked with me across the alley, all my yard-work gear in a wheelbarrow. The grass was dormant, but long, and the bushes were out of control. I didn't notice when Cathy left, but she returned in a few hours with some sandwiches for lunch, insisting I take a break.I'd finished the bush trimming and had mowed the lawn, bagging the trimmings. I was just finishing the edging when she appeared. I took a break, and listened to her chatter. Normally there was a price ceiling of twenty-five dollars or so for this exchange–nobody wanted to feel obliged or uncomfortable to spend much more than that. This year my "Secret Santa" was none other than Carol herself. And when she handed me the present she had bought me it was in a surprisingly large box. I looked at her curiously. "What's this, Carol? I thought there was a twenty-five dollar limit?" Just open it, Daniel." I unwrapped the present and found it to be a very nice leather. While she was undressing, I put on a sleeveless shirt and a comfortable skirt, but no underwear. Once she was mostly undressed I inspected Amanda thoroughly and straightened her panties. Then I gave her an approving pat on the cheek and handcuffed her hands behind her back.I then lead her out of our bedroom and towards the kitchen. I dragged her along quite harshly as I knew she liked to be thrown around when tied up. Once in the kitchen, I took my favorite apron from the cupboard and lovingly.