Vinny simply laughed. “Yeah, I could,” he said and hung up.Minutes later, another text told me, ‘Don't call Vinny, he can’t get you out of thi.... See you at 6 at the latest.’As the day went on, I occasionally looked at the pictures of the jumbo cock and balls. I admit I was slightly turned on but I was really upset about what was happening. I sent a text to my guy, asking what our plans were for that night. He said he was going to the Bruins game and asked if I wanted to go with him. I said I’d. Hell I didn't think either of them even knew who I was back then. First order of chat was to clear air about last 48 years, took all of about 5 minutes, and Janice just out of the blue says to me" Doesn't Connie have a pretty pussy"? Well, I stammered and tried to talk when Connie said, "No where as pretty as Janice', she has a clit as big as your thumb." I guess Janice was a bit embarrassed at that when Connie said"Show him". Last thing I expected at this point was to be shown, but show me she. She groaned, grateful for the stiff invasion of her wanton body.He felt good. He filled her, his bulky tool stretching the spongy folds of her vagina. She moaned, squeezing down around him. She squeezed, making herself as tight as possible for him, giving him as much pleasure as she could."Yesss," she whispered. "God, yes!"His hips jerked up, his fat rod slithering from the molten recesses of her cunt. She quivered, anticipating the lunging stroke that would drive him back into her.Down he. He worked quickly attaching black cuffs to her wrists, each one with a metal loop with quick release fastening on it. When both her wrists had cuffs attached he clipped the metal loops to fasteners at the front of the bench, her arms were now immobile. He repeated the process with her ankles so that her legs were fastened securely and wide apart, her cunt she knew was open and her lips gaping by way of invitation to him. “This will be the first time that you will be marked and my crop will.