“And this clamp goes down here,” she giggled as she fastened the third clamp to my engorged clit. “And here is the fun part, this end hooks righ... to your collar and completes your ensemble, so you get to take this home. That way, Jenny can use this with you whenever she wants.”She pulled on the chains and demonstrated just how much pain and pleasure these little metal devices could dole out. I squirmed and moaned, trying not to cry out. But when Elizabeth yanked harshly on the chain leading to. “That’s the pack. Sameulu is getting them some work before Wednesday. We’ve made plans for you on Tuesday or Wednesday. It’ll be a life changing outing. I hope you didn’t have anything planned those days.”“No, I didn’t. Do I get to know what these plans are?”“No.”That was cryptic, I couldn’t get a read on anything from him. The other question was who was Sameulu?They showed me to my room which had a Jack and Jill bathroom; it looked like I was sharing a bathroom with the ankle biters. I’d have. They plodded up the slope, their feet sinking into the sand. Carl relished the assistance of this friendly, naked vision. At one point, her right tit pressed against his left bicep and she made no attempt to change the situation. In fact, her nipple seemed to harden against his muscle.“Well, here we are,” Carl eventually declared, looking down at his large blanket and towel.“Hmmm,” she said, turning her head to look back over the beach. “Good vantage point you have here. You can see everything. . you bet baby." Her mother could hardly speak with the wonderful sensation of her daughter's fingers between her pussy lips. Emily then took her fingers out and licked them clean, as she had learned from her mother. "How do you like the taste of my cunt baby?" "Oh I like it, it tastes lovely. Can have some more?" Emily asked eagerly. "Yes... in fact..." "What is it mummy?" "Here, I'll show you." Alena took hold of her daughter's hand again and guided it to her pussy, which by.