The sink started running. And it ran. And it ran. I managed another glance. She had the coffee pot again. I was amused at how pathetic an excuse it wa.... She was looking at me in the mirror. I looked right at her and gave her my best unashamed, unaccusatory, friendly smile, then turned back away. The water ran a little while longer, then she left.At this point, the adrenaline was really flowing. The possibility screamed at me: What if she came back again? What should I do? My cock was throbbing. After briefly sliding a few lubed fingers up my hole, I felt the hard, fat head of his pole pressing against my tight ass. “Relax, boy it will hurt less”. He pushed it in head deep, “umphh, oummph” I moaned through the gag. The pain was intense. “So nice boy” as he kissed my neck roughly while cradling my still hard dick in one hand, pinching my nipple with the other. Just when I recovered from the first two inches of his massive dick, he drew back and plunged the rest into me. The pain was. The butterfly was taking shape, and it nearly covered all of Sue’s pussy. Again Mary wondered, “How big is mine going to be?”Suddenly Sue screamed. The bottom of the butterfly body was actually touching the top of her clitoris hood. “Right, it’s the gag then,” said Wendy. She swiftly buckled it in place, and started to inflate it. Mary had seen one of these gags before at the Fetish Club, but did not realise how effective they were. Sue suddenly went quiet, but her head was still shaking from. . maybe most like their girls to be like the ones Rubens painted. And you are a Rubenesque beauty." With that statement Gillis slipped a hand under the overhanging swell of her huge tits and hefted it. "Just these alone will bring the guys running and along with these," he squeezed both breasts in turn, "you have a pretty face and the sexiest mouth I've ever seen." Reverend Gillis. You're embarrassing me. I'm not pretty... not sexy." Tell me dear, are you a virgin?" Uh... oh," and the girl's.