I'm not just another girl. We're Ben and Dawn and we've been destined from birth to get married and have kids and unite our two families together. Oka...? We'll make it work."She wiped away my tears, I looked up into her eyes, and I stared right into her soul. And then with every ounce of feeling in my heart, I said, "Dawn, I love you."After such an emotional moment, there was only one thing Dawn and I wanted to do. Her irises glowed bright blue as she got up and held her hand out to me. We. "Linda, I didn't know you played any musical instruments?" I learned how to play this keyboard in music class at school. I took the course for extra credit and this was the only thing I could learn. I thought the teacher was going to fail me until she realized I was a natural at playing electric keyboard tunes. I ended up getting straight A's through the whole course. Sandra said she plays the guitar and since we had that old one of grandpa's I thought I would let her see if she could play. At last, the whipping stopped and the five males sagged on the benches to loud feminine applause. The plugs were taken from their mouths and squeezed back into their anuses; their bloodied and striped buttocks eased apart and their rectums spread tight and wide by the monstrous intrusions once more. They were quickly unstrapped, and those straps released from the benches with them. Barely able to stand unaided at first, the subdued males were in no condition or spirit to offer any resistance. Dmitry Vasilyevich as usually has arrived to discuss the business matters. My dad was not yet at home.I quickly injected into my pussy the vaginal gel in order to avoid the pain, foreseeing that with this old fat man my pussy will not be wet. I put on my sexiest lingerie and my shortest skirt, black nylon stockings with garter belt instead of pantyhose and sprinkled myself with an expensive French perfume Chanel # 5 Grand Extrait.Dmitry Vasilyevich sat in the parlour. I entered as though I.