Our heads were cheek to cheek and our hands and arms were raised high enough onto the other that our pressed together breasts were visible but only th...t way. We were clearly naked, but our parts not really visible. The looks on our faces were clearly sensual and lusting. They were subtly some of the most sensual images I had seen. And they were us. Tim would later pick one for the family room over the fireplace.Finally, in bed together, I made good on my earlier comment to Mom. I made love to. Time enough for me to stew to a pulp in anticipatory dread, and time enough for him to find the perfect slut rag for me to wear.The clothespin falls harmless at my feet. I kick it away like it’s a vermin and struggle to face Byron, but he holds me tight.“Fuck me, damn you,” I plead, fighting the rope and his arms, trying to lever myself onto his cock.Typical for Byron, my appeal accomplishes nothing. Instead, he flicks the clothespins still hanging from my belly and thigh. Just touching the. Well you can guess what happened next. I was soon being fucked in the ass by all them older boys, including my brother. Of course Mr banks was soon to fuck me too.I went to his workshop after about a week and he told me he heard that the boys were now fucking me and of course he was my first adult cock. By now my asshole is used to being used and it was great taking all these cocks in my ass and having cum in me, but I had to used the bathroom soon after each fuck because the cum made me. . one wrap over and one wrap under her nice 36DD tits. Master loved her tits, they were full and firm, capped with nice thick nipples that were ultra-sensitive to his attention - whether painful or pleasurable. Sally loved that he also enjoyed working her tits and that "the girls" as she called them pleased him. She knew that she had more than one orgasm just by him playing with her tits. With the rope wrapped above and below her tits it was time to tighten it. He took a short piece of smaller.