There was no doubt what it was, it looked exactly like a big veiny penis, it was even flesh colored, sitting in her nightstand drawer with a half empt... bottle of personal lubricant. Cindy, my younger sister, didn’t know what it was at first, but Abby whispered a little explanation in her ear, and she said “gross!” and got the gist. We laughed and ran around trying to touch each other with it. Good times.But to my surprise, mom’s expression was fairly flat, she didn’t look upset, which most. As the newest Board member of Beardsley School, he had access to them now. His hand roamed down to the front of his pants, shifted his hard cock in his pants, watched as Kari's eyes followed.Kari was terrified of these two men. She had heard all of the rumors about them from her school friends and also the stories that abounded throughout the aristocracy. The mention of "severe" with the word punishment sent a shiver of terror down her spine. She looked into their eyes and knew that her body. With cool fingers I quickly removed the remainder of my clothing, discarding them in a heap, and stood very eagerly in front of him for him to harness me.To say that my pussy was wet would have been the understatement of the century, but when he fastened the first strap around my neck I was in total flood stage. I got wetter with each successive strap— around waist, arms and thighs.I was actually shaking when he began to entrap my bloated boobs between the leather straps. And God, when he began. "God, but it's getting so hot. Summer's coming really early this year," Babs said, watching her sister closely."Yeah, I know. I'm getting hot too in this robe," Carol agreed, not really thinking about what she was saying."So why don't you take it off, Carol?" Babs asked huskily.Carol gasped and stared at her sister's firm, young body and felt her cuntjuice beginning to flow from her ravaged little pussyhole."Sure!" Carol cried, suddenly making up her mind. "Why not?"And with that, the young.