There was a big bouncy blonde at the bar holding court with a bevy of pussy-hunting young lads checking their pockets for more cash to buy her drinks....It looked like she was a Queen Bee surrounded by a boring horde of drones desperate for her honey. He knew it was going to be a long night when one of them called her, "Doris" and lit her cigarette like she was the Queen of Sheba.The blonde with the huge tits was the sort of female that Horace usually tried to avoid because they always made him. He found a hole but it was not a pussy but he did not seem to know and he forced his big hard cock into my virgin ass and I screamed out in pain as he kept ramming more and more of his big cock inside me and I felt his hands slide up under my top and start squeesing at my my groping me and pinching my nipples through the bra and then after a few more thrusts I felt him cumming inside me and that is when I hered him say my name and as I looked round he was putting his cock away and looking at me. I lazily got some bread and turned on the television and waited for Brad to come home. I didn’t have to wait long. After fifteen minutes that doorbell rang and I flew to open it. Brad was in his usual t-shirt, board shorts, flip flops look. He was holding a fairly large cardboard box and I assumed that it was heavy. He gave me a tight bear hug and carried the box upstairs. Moments later, he came back down with a sheet of paper and a pen. ‘Read and sign this, if you agree, we can start.’ Start. "The punishment dildo lodges in Willow's pussy sprang to life. It was not set very high but was startling. Willow took a couple of stumbling steps then fell in rhythm with Page and Carl. Carl just wanted some distance between them and the Purga-Pipe crowd.They moved further into the merchandise section. A few venders further down they came to a booth that sold odd bondage devices. One of the items was a bondage frame. A red-headed slave was fastened to the frame for demonstration purposes. Her.