Louie loomed into view cracking his knuckles once more. "Colonel," continued Vito, "I am a reasonable man, You tell me what I want to know, things wil... go less painfully. So let us start once again with these pictures."David tried to speak, but all that came out was a groan. "Sit him down gentlemen, and give him a breather. We can wait a few minutes, for him to catch his breath."All thought of escape plans and fighting his way out had disappeared. David focused all his attention on not blacking. I was so close now I was shivering. Having my ass filled with the plug and my mouth filled with the gag made me feel so perverted and naughty. Interestingly my penis had settled down in its cage and was no longer straining to be erect. My ass was now the focal point for my arousal. Every time I clenched my anus around the silicone toy, I would get a little surge of pleasure. Not enough to cum, but definitely enough to keep me invested. As I picked up the handcuffs, I felt a tiny bit nervous. He didn't have to spell it out. But I wanted to make it official. “Fuck me, Marty!” I murmurred, “Fuck momma, good.!”If the Great Spirit was looking down from the eagle's perspective, he saw me on my back with my knees high, asshole exposed to the sky and my hole plugged with my son's cock. Like a wild animal I was locked in mating, devolved back to the most primitive instincts - yes, plant a seed in this squaw! "Give me your child, Marty!" I encouraged my ravager as he pounded away at my. As they worked their way to the dance floor, she felt his strong arms around her waist. He was much taller; her head only came up to his upper chest. Only then did Brenda realize a slow song was playing. Whoever this man was, he had a power over her she had never felt. She could feel his muscular chest pressed against her soft cheek as they slowly moved back and forth to the music.Several minutes passed before either spoke a word. “I’m Jeff” he said. “Ummm…I’m Brenda” she replied. “I’m guessing.