Her anal ring was stretching out every time she pushed out, and it was making me extremely hot."You want me to take it out for you?" Yes, Daddy. I don...t know how it got in that hole. I must have sat on it by accident. It's only half a banana but I can't push it out. Can you get it out with your tongue?" I looked around and was pretty sure that unless the basketball players and soccer guys stopped what they were doing and looked our way and stared at us, they would not see us. We were safe from. He took off Nicole’s black cowboy hat and held the hood loosely in place over her head while Annabelle pulled Nicole’s long brown hair through a hole in the back of the hood.Once it was slipped over her head, Annabelle pulled it firmly in place while Frank closed the collar with straps in the back. The hood felt somewhat prickly, while the collar had the same loose but firm feeling as the gloves and boots.“Before I close the faceplate,” Annabelle said, “I want you to again use your safewords to. "Here's your drink!"Craig smiled up at the perky waitress, probably unseen given the speed at which she turned to go. She probably had lots of texting to do. With a long sigh, he picked up the glass. Holding it before him, Craig raised the drink to the memory sitting across from him."Happy Amy Day. I still miss you."He had never said goodbye.That, probably, was most of it. Amy had died alone, with no warning. He had not held her hand in some soulless hospital room, never whispered he loved her. Shortly crying out in surprise she was pushed into the room, then felt 2 strong hands clinging to the shoulders of her coat and after a huge pull she was completely naked. Startled, she cried out but Bruce was already pushing her upper body forward. Before she understood what was happening, her eyes widened and her lips formed a lustful O. No sound escaped her as she was completely surprised by the sensation of Bruce Wayne drilling his cock into her cunt."THAT'S IT!" she finally moaned, rolling.