Two more heavy branches were placed across the pit close to the upright. Was one of these to be the crossbar to which her wrists would be bound? Or ...ailed? First she felt shame that other men would watch her, but suddenly she felt damp with excitement down below as she wondered would women also watch Pierre's video of her on the cross.To her surprise she was instead dragged across to stand on the branches across the pit and realised with horror that the top of the post was at crotch height. . “I’m ready to be deflowered,” she told me, spreading her legs as wide apart as she could, “take me in the ass, my son! my lover!!.” Inching up behind the rounded perfection of her ass, I wrapped one hand around the slippery shaft of my cock. Grabbing hold of her hip with the other hand,I slowly guided the big, purple head of my cock up between the ivory globes of her ass. Lewdly, I slowly raked the head of my cock up and down the crack of her ass several times. Finally, I stopped with it. ”“That is the biggest load of pure bullshit that I have ever heard,” dad said as he turned off the TV.Al laughed as he said, “Well. Sometimes the most outrageous explanations are closest to the truth. By the time the real FBI gets engaged in this mess, no one will be able to account for the whereabouts of the ambassador or his family. There are lines and people in this world that you just do not cross. They crossed both, many times, and it caught up with them. David is fortunate to be alive. I. The cape covered her mid-thigh, so it looked like she was nude.Nupur spoke in a low voice with the old man. Following her instructions, he worked up a lather using shaving foam and a soft brush. He stropped his straight razor a few times before sanitizing it. Then, remembering something, he tied her thick hair into a ponytail.The more I looked at Nupur, the hornier I got. She had really grown (in a good way) during the lockdown. Her stats remained the same, but her boobs were now 34c. Her hair.