Then, as an added thought, they took one of the weights from the little box that Jane had given them and attached it to the chain that was connected t... her clit ring. They dropped the weight and watched as her little clit grew longer. Tracy jumped when they did this and moaned. Next came the ring gag, holding her mouth open and after that, the penis gag was put in, also. She was now ready, except for the blindfold, but they would put that on in the car.She was told to go to the car and get in. Her arms barely had time to brace for the impact. She didn’t fight or scream or cry. She played like a malleable doll and let her body be posed, spreading her legs when Wolfman’s hands slapped at the inside of her thighs, bending at the waist when he shoved her head down, and holding still when he spanked her ass until it flamed from his handprint. The sight of the blonde bent over, her pussy poised between her thighs, and her lewdly spread anus, filled Moe with revulsion. Wolfman rubbed his. The team trained there, and the team had exclusive use of the pool for one hour right after school each week-day.Anyway, I asked at the office, and found out that they did not have a diving team. I asked some questions that the clerk could not answer, so she directed me to the swimming coach. What I found out was that he would be happy to cooperate with a diving coach if I could find a qualified volunteer. That was when I thought of Mom. I had to rush to my next class, but I would talk to her. When she pulled him away from her pussy he felt a momentary sense of loss and desperation to be back between her legs and giving her pleasure. “On the floor. On your back,” April commanded and without hesitation Pete obeyed. She stood over him as Pete looked up, offering an irresistible view of the smooth pussy he’d so eagerly licked. “Do you want to taste me?” she asked, looking down at her submissive. “Yes. Please let me taste you. Please let me taste your pussy, Miss April,” he begged, now.