Sandy made sure there wasn't even a latent welt to be found. She is one who enjoyed seeing her efforts show up as she applied them so it was easy for...her to understand the girl's wishes. When she had checked out each slave from head to toe one of her assistants donned a pair of latex gloves. One by one she spread their asses and fingered their rectums before inserting rubber nozzles into their assholes. Another assistant hooked up the nozzles to Bardex enemas. It took just minutes to fill. She sucked it down, working it in and out and enjoying the taste, no doubt. “You wish that was a real cock, don’t you, Jen?” I asked her, trying to keep up the pace and gripping my fingers into her hips. She was grinding and pushing to meet my every thrust, harder and deeper. She moaned around the shaft in her mouth, her head thrashing and nodding. “Suck it like a real cock then, Jen. Suck it like you want to milk it dry. Show me you deserve it.” Her hand suddenly reached up, grabbing it by. Lily got her crutch from the back, carefully got out of the car and slowly crutched her way inside with Jamie. Once inside they used the washroom, only having one arm meant Lily struggled with her shorts but eventually managed, she then nearly fell straight off the toilet when she sat down, still not being used to the asymmetry of her pelvis. Once she’d finished she wiped herself, wiggled her shorts back up and after washing her hands, she slowly made her way out to find Jamie who was in the. We definitely wanted to have the wedding before that, but luck just wasn't on our side. We wanted the same church that our parents got married in many years before that. On the day of the wedding, we were in our room and I looked at myself in the mirror being really pregnant on my wedding day, but me looking the way I did and both of us being sexless didn't make the day any less special though.“Be honest, how bad do I look in the dress being this pregnant?” I asked.“Bite your tongue sis, you.