Both also had numerous red welt marks on their backs and asses, and big "C" brands on each ass cheek.Just as I was admiring the view of both women get...ing whipped, I felt a hard tug on my cock leash and was quickly reminded that I was not in charge at that moment. Henrietta did not say anything about what we saw, and I figured that her silence was for a reason. The country was in a political uproar and she probably needed to be careful about what she said and to whom she was talking. Later when. “Madam?” The officers were waiting for something but for the life of me I had forgotten what that something was. Even in my insobriety I was aware that one of the officers, the shorter of the two had turned his attention to my car and begun searching around in the glove compartment and along the seats. A mental note of what he might find rolled through my mind, anal beads, vibrating nipple clamps, funky pink love balls, finger tingler, a pack of lacy pink thongs purchased that morning, cock. Rebecca writhed in pain, her vaginal muscles clenching on the plug and trying to expel it from her body. Hank pumped it up until it was double its initial size. It was about two inches in diameter inside Rebecca’s pussy. He got up to leave, turning to address his daughter. “If I come back and that plug is out of you, I’ll have to punish you,” he smiled and pinched her little clitoris hard, “You wouldn’t want that, would you?”Rebecca shook her head, too frightened to speak. After he left, she. It was his. Boyd thrilled at his wife wanting Buck. She was going to screw the nigger. Boyd knew there was nothing he could do to stop it happening.But he didn't want to stop it. Had he held a gun in his hand he still would not have tried to stop it. His mind reeled, shouting, "Fuck her, fuck her, fuck her," inside his head. He wanted to watch it, to see the expression on his wife's face as that huge black cock spread her cunt more than it had ever been spread before and disappeared up into her.