Anything. But I could feel it building in me. My hipsarched, involuntarily rolling, bucking back to meet hisjackhammer thrusts. My toes curled in the ...ir, my cunnymuscles clasping, tightening around him. Squeezing. Ibit my lip and closed my eyes. Something new. Weird. I could feel something new now,swelling against me. The shepherd fucks me harder.“OHHH!!” Now, it’s in me. Whatever it is, it’s swellingin me, stretching me further. This brings my clit rightup against his. The best she could do to respond to his command was to sit up. She was too frightened to get her legs to stand.She felt somebody else put a hand under her armpit and straighten her up. Her feet barley touched the ground as she struggled to stand. She was carried with her feet dangling over to stand in front of the gigantic, roughly dressed Chico.Chico pressed the silver button on the side of the 12" long ivory handle. A 12" long, narrow steel blade swung out in a wide arc and snapped against. Her brows were thinned and arched just right and added to the femininity of her face. Her makeup was again expertly done and completed the look only a model could surpass. Her hair was the image of perfection and Gwen wondered if Francesca and Valerie did each other's make up and hair. Valerie wore a lace topped, mauve jumpsuit that was form fitting to the waist where it flared into billowy legs of chiffon of matching color. Gwen's eyes followed the line of Valerie's feminine form from her neck. " I did as I was told, and felther strap-on jabbing my ass as I tried to make myself comfortable onher lap. A few minutes later she whispered, "Honey, I want you to standup, bend over at the waist, and remove your thong." As I did so, Iheard her undo her zipper and a rustle and a flop and I knew it was herdick. "Now sit back down," she demanded, as she forced me down on herlap by my shoulders. She took the panties from me and stuffed them inmy mouth. I felt her hands on my tits and her cock.