"Susan stood still, too stunned to think. She stared at Daniel as conflicting notions flew through her head. She should scream. She should run, she sh...uld grab something and throw it at him, but she did none of those things. Sensing her indecision Daniel moved toward her and took her right hand and placed it on his cock while at the same time pulling her towel away from her body."Incredible" he said, "That body should be immortalized in stone or in a painting. You are gorgeous."He kept moving. Cynthia just pointed to a horse—one of those orange and white ones they use on roads. Skinny as hell.Like before, everyone rushed to set up the scene. The rope work was rather artful. They suspended her upside down, with her hair brushing the floor. The ankles and hands were tied to the uprights so that all her weight was born by the midriff, but her legs, thighs and pussy were fully exposed. Mistress Cynthia had nothing to do with that. First she worked in a #4 ass plug, dry, but slow. Once. I want to give another well-deserved shout out to Techsan. Thanks for all of the editing advice and words of encouragement. Oh, and one more thing, the lyrics to the Ma Rainey and Bessie Smith tunes are NOT mine. I didn’t come up with them and I hold no legal rights to them. Chapter 8 Ste-Mere-Eglise, France, June 6, 1944 Daniel let out a heartfelt groan as he conjured the memory of his unexpected, albeit enthusiastic, first union with Justine. After that morning, everything had taken a turn. You want it all, girl.maybe you don't want this much......This is something he has worked for. This is like -- as I have said before -- him bringing you a woolly mammoth as you line up your tins in the Neanderthal cave. He has worked to produce this cum and he's worked to pump it into you. Accept the gift. If your granny knitted you a jumper and gave it to you for Christmas would you chuck it away in front of her? Well then.There are about 5 calories in one ejaculation. You will not get fat.