“Yes, master.” He chuckled. “Good. I love locking up sluts!” He led me backto Love. Someone buckled some fur-lined manacles over my wrists, an... in short order,my arms were hauled toward the ceiling. Another set of fur-lined manacles werebuckled around my ankles. Love commanded “Wench, spread your legs as wide as you can. If there'sno stretch, I'll stretch them for you.” I muttered “Yes, my love”, and quickly complied. I didn't needto be told that he would spread my legs far more than what is. Someone lowered my pants; Jenaveve raised her hips. I fucked her, pulled back, and fucked her with one powerful thrust. I grabbed the table and Jenaveve's thigh for balance. She smiled up at me and wriggled her ass with each of my thrusts. I slapped her ass to tell her to keep still; Jenaveve smiled and grabbed my shirt to steady her body. It gave me that little bit more leverage that I needed. She screamed again when I increased the speed of my thrusts. Her pussy bore down on my cock. Too. They both tested positive.Pregnant women, boys before initiation and girls before puberty are denied some foods for sacred reasons.Certain foods are prepared by women, others by men. Generally, yams, roots, nuts, fruit and shellfish are prepared by women, while men prepare flesh foods such as kangaroo and emu. This rule is not the same in all language groups.In some areas men do all the cooking, while in others it is the women’s job.In some language groups, the food prepared by a man is not. .. His fingers mine and quarry deeper into my vagina, rousing and whipping it up to the pleasure and enjoyment, pitching about helplessly in the substance mass progressively and leisurely and conscientiously nice. I like the way that his fingers rub and scuff deep into my sex. It is like he knows the exact points and spots to tap as well as how to fondle and caress them. Of course, the way his fingers feel and stroke my inside is this astonishingly very poles-apart and unusual indeed. I wonder.