He then removed a small piece of the table that was just below her crotch. Into this opening he fitted a stand holding a powerful 8" vibrating dildo. ...e adjusted it's position so that it just sat at the entrance of her tight young cunt. She tried to shift herself away from this new invader but by his raising the stand and lowering the table she found that she had nowhere to squirm and that almost all of her weight was now born by the dildo impaling her most luscious honey spot. When he was. My cock continued to thicken as I entered the warmth of his home. Throughout, light hid under ficus and glowed in opaque lamps. A large brown sofa and chairs hosted an old-style, big screen, tied together with the rest of the furniture by a zebra-skin rug. An open floor plan, the furnishings hinted to the master of the house: severe yet stylish. The entire home looked like a homage to the African savannah: heads on ever wall, a taxidermist's dream. This was interspersed with Mexican art. It’s better than I could imagine it. Now, Tracy and I are always betting each other. Generally we bet on goofy things but instead of betting money we bet dares. Now the more dares you have the larger the dare can be. Five is the max where anything goes at anytime. I just happened to have five dares in my personal bank that I was saving for a rainy day. That rainy day was today. The Rams were playing and as usual sucking. I had two buddies over watching the game and at halftime the 49ers we. Good Lady Capri made sure to cover her wound so none could see her nakedness, skin, bowels, or organs. Nadia didn’t need to see the wound, she could see the trail of blood running down, and then sinking into the sand. She was seeing to some of the slaves wounds, now that the crates were safely on the beach, when a sound caught her ear. ‘Ugghhhh’. It was down the beach. ‘It’s your imagination…keep stitching’. ‘Oooooww!’ She heard it. ‘That’s not my imagination! That sounds like the Captain!’.