”I think she wanted to deny it, but the confident look on my face caused her to retreat. With a resigned slump of her shoulders, she said, “Yes, w...ll, I guess I’ve known, or at least suspected that for a while. I don’t want to believe it because it’s just too weird, but I suppose it must be true. There’s no other logical way to explain this whole mess, is there? And I guess that means I’m officially crazy, doesn’t it?”I can tell she’s already starting to get agitated, and that’s exactly what. The small tube snaked to the hand pump which theBoss began to squeeze, gently but rhythmically. Stacey felt the cup suck hardon her slit the removing air and oil making an air tight fit. "Uhhhh, what? Why?" She groaned four or more beads in her back hole,her clit been exposed as the suction cup pulled back her oiled clitoral lips.The Boss continued to hand-pump the device; the oil around her pussy bud visiblybubbling. "You're going come for us honey, like the good little whore youare!"Stacey. Olivia focused on the photo, swallowed hard and asked, “Do the ropes hurt?” Janet took her time to reply, teasing Olivia, “It all depends on His mood.” “Do you have any pictures of him? What’s his name? What is he like? Do you think he'd agree to the same thing to me?” Olivia asked as she tried to imagine how ropes would feel on her body and to be floating in mid-air. Janet took a sip of wine and shook her head, “This one won’t allow me to have any pictures of him, sadly. He is ruggedly. He tries to put his hand between my legs but I resist keeping them tight shut. He rettaliates, grabbing a calf in each hand and pushing me up and over the tree trunk so I lose my balance. I part my legs as I try to recover my balance and he has me wide open, both legs off the floor holding me face down over the trunk like a wheelbarrow. He pauses and I taunt him again. He replies with his cock, thrusting it deep into my cunt with a single stroke. I try to twist away but he his body is between.