She took the wet plastic cock and fitted it to the leather harness. Taking the harness she looped it around her pup, buckling him tight in the leathe... strap-on, covering his caged and now useless cock with a new larger simulation. Once happy that the pup was properly equipped she lay back onto the floor and spread her legs showing her moistness to the pup.Bending her knees up she began to lube herself, followed with a finger showing her pup what he was needed for. She motioned him over to. Her door was half open and I peeked around the door frame. I shouldn’t have, but my mind was switched to pervert and voyeurism mode and I just couldn’t help myself.I was surprised to see that Melissa was on her own, face down on the bed, her lower torso was naked and her jeans were piled in a heap around her ankles. I frowned in puzzlement at the noises she was making. I watched as she raised her bum off the bed and back down onto it. Changing position, I could see that both her arms were under. It didn’t take but a couple of moments and a short conversation that consisted of, “Good morning, your sister is still sleeping.”“You are looking mighty fine this morning, Betty Ann.”“Back at you, baby boy. What is that thing sticking up under the sheet?”“Sit on it and find out for true, pretty thing.”“Is it in, Mark? I gotta have it and that’s a fact!”After that, the only sounds from the rec room consisted of both of us sucking in air as we slammed into each other with youthful abandon. I. I didn't hear about it until the three days after it happened.I made my weekly phone call home to my mother and she said, "Guess what? Jerry got married on Tuesday. I think you know her, Edith Patterson? Didn't you used to go to school with her?"I couldn't for the life of me understand what Jerry could have seen in the bitch that would even make him think of putting a ring on her finger. Oh she was a good-looking girl and she did have a pretty good figure, but she had the personality of a.