Tonya then stood right behind Julian, her cock resting on the side of Julian's head. Julian wanted to turn sideways and lick, but he waited. Tonya too... both of his arms, and pulled them to the back of the chair. She then fastened them in the other set of cuffs, and hooked the clip in the middle to the chair's middle crossbar. She stepped back and walked around the chair, grinning. "You look like one comfy cumslut!" Tonya said, grinning. Julian wasn't uncomfortable, but comfort was the last. The creamy shaft continued to throb violently against Grenka's chest as it was enveloped by her breasts, spraying globs of cum in between Grenka and Ziega's bellies. Having the larger orc's warm weight squish down on her was another whole new set of sensations for Ziega, her thoughts fogging over with pleasure again. It didn't take long for Grenka to decide that a simple good hard fuck would be the thing to do next, and lift herself up off of Ziega. Losing the blissful envelopment of Grenka's. Sure was bad luck with the fire and all...” ... July 1880 was hot and dry in and around Waco. Farmers and ranchers alike were at wit’s end. The Brazos was running low from the lack of rain. The relentless sun cast its rays over the parched landscape day after day. About the only things out there that were thriving was the buzzards. They were kept busy scavenging the remains of the lesser creatures that succumbed to the heat.“Oh, I wish...” began Dana Malone, “The A/C we had back home was such a. The same thing happenedwith this young boy, who I shall call Jamie (not his real name).Although he would take great pains to hide his chest from others, hefound himself spending hours alone, gazing at his chest in front of themirror. He was both disgusted and fascinated.Wearing a bra only exacerbated this. Because with his breasts fullyfilling this feminine garment, it was if he were almost branded asfemale. Boys do not wear bras. Girls do.Now, this where nurture comes in. In my effort to.