The bead curtain would part and she would stride out in all her glory. Despite her age, she was strong, spry and for 5ft nothing, she seemed to fill t...e space. Everything was different here. She wore cowries, beads and a long piece of printed cloth wrapped around her waist. Her semi-nudity should have been shocking, where else would one encounter a woman of her advanced age naked from waist up? Her breasts were flattened and empty and seemed to blend in with the rest of her. Maybe this was why. Having entered the house I noticed a very noticeable, but pleasant smell. The floor was covered with all the way, at least I suggested that from what I was able to see at that moment. Mr. McDoden asked me kindly to take a seat in the living room, while he entered the kitchen to get some glasses for us and a bottle of white wine. He placed everything on the glass table in the middle of the cozy living room, where I was sitting on the couch, smiling at him when he poured some whine into my glass.. How Crass.”I looked up to an unusual sight. Four cougars (but in an attempt to be polite I will call them ladies), all dressed in nipple displaying uplift bras, mid-calf length almost transparent ‘skirts’ and 3-inch heels. Quotes because the ‘skirts’ consisted of one piece of thin cloth that only wrapped around about 75 percent of the way. It was held up at the waist with an elastic band. Between the thin material and the wind, I counted one shaved pussy and three nasty bushes.Even now, I can’t. Before her eyes even had a chance to become accustomed to the darkness she felt her wrists being lifted high and manacled to hang from the wall. But she was surprised as the soldiers lifted her by her thighs so that her feet were well clear of the ground then started lowering her again ... ?God – No!? she screamed as she felt a huge wooden pole forcing its way into her sore, tender vagina. As her feet dropped back to the floor she felt that this pole must surely split her open wide as it.