Now I draw in a sputtering, fearful breath. One foot now between my own, his right foot, kicking gently, spreading me apart by degrees. My hands go t... the wooden crossbeam before me, as though drawn my a puppeteer's strings. Only the rest of my body shakes now. I want so much to scream out, to ruin this all by pleading for it all to end. My hands on the wood, worn smooth as leather with age and use, (I feel as though placed in stocks). My buttocks shove themselves backward - I have no. She agreed and told him, "Before we met Mark and DeAnn I had fantasies but I've actually surprised myself by doing things that were way beyond my erotic thoughts and I am so turned on being your slave baby. So turned on!" I'm happy to hear those words from you and later tonight you will sign a slave contract in front of everybody in which you will agree to be my slave and you will agree to do "ANYTHING" I tell you to do. You will be entered into the club slave registry and a number will be. She was very petite with huge tits and a big round ass. Her cunt muscles could grab his cock and squeeze it as he fucked her. He loved her tight cunt a lot. She was very popular with the size F tits on her hundred pound body. His fingers began to rub her clit till he made her cunt "That's it. Cum for me. Do you want my big cock in that cunt of yours? Are you ready to fuck me hard and take all this cock?" He then put three fingers in her cunt and as he played with her clit he finger fucked her. As he entered, he heard the auctioneer; "Okay,Folks. This is the last pet we have today. It is a genuine talking galah (from Australia). Can we start the bidding at $2?"Thinking it would be a different sort of pet to have, Pastor Jones called out; "2".There was an immediate response of "3".So Pastor Jones called "4"."5"."6"."7"."8"."9"."10".There was silence through-out the room ... The auctioneer quickly closed the auction and it was all done. Pastor Jones had bought himself a talking bird.As.