Lorne lashed each of her boobs five times. Her nipples stood at attention as though desiring the touch of the lash. She counted those out, too. “Oka..., spread em, slave,” Lorne ordered. she couldn’t do it, she collapsed, dangling from the cuffs. Lorne looked at Karl, who in turn looked at his slave girl, who was still kneeling by the table where banshee lay. “Go spread her legs for her, sprite.” He ordered. sprite rushed over to the post and pulled loreena’s legs apart as well as she could.. "Eww John, I thought you stopped drooling in your sleep," the voice says. As your eyes adjust to the world around you, you see the driver and remember where you are. It's Heather, your friend since the first grade and your one time crush. She's the one driving, but her beauty is striking regardless. Her bright green eyes are focused on the road, but she flashes them over to you every so often to see how you are. They brighten and a smile creeps across her face."Hiya sleepyhead," she says with. I leant forward to enjoy them. Her nipples were so hard I thought she might pierce my tongue, stab my palms as I stroked, circling around and around, squeezing them, pulling them. My cock grew harder. As her orgasm subsided I started a slow gentle motion, my length moving easily in and out of her well lubricated hole. Her heels kicked my back. “What is this a go slow? Fuck me, fuck me hard and fast as a Wolf would.” I took my cock out of her and threw her onto her face. I grabbed her waist. I went downstairs and took one look at that bacon and immediately got a rock hard boner. "IT LOOKS LIKE A DICK!" I shouted out loud. I couldnt believe it. "Shut the fuck up and eat your goddamn dick bacon!" my dad shouted, quite hilariously. My dads name was John. John Webb. I hated him so much. I left the house without even touching my penis again, or the bacon for that matter.I hopped on the school bus and the moment I got on, the bus driver pantsed me and my soft penis fell right out..