She cried, “Yes! That’s it. Fuck me hard. Take me. Give it to me. I want that cum. I want it all over me.”Another near slip gave him a sen...e of how far he could pull back, and he fell into a rhythm, fucking her hard and fast. Their bodies collided with loud smacks, and she continued the sexy pleading for his cum all the while, between whimpers and yelps.Peter’s balls tightened, and the hot itch spread all through his erection. He growled and grunted with every hard thrust. It wasn’t. Its confused configuration of rotted timberfences intimated that at one time the place was used for the re-brandingof rustled stock. The lean-to skillions and sagging gambrels spoke oflater extensions and use by successive clans of inbred squatters. Itappeared to be the proverbial isolated cabin, its rustic shabby airsuggesting a darkly coloured history.The photo included the surrounding ridges and peaks and allowed for theready location of the cabin. I have since scrutinised Newton's. Who else would I be. The woman is obviously upset by something, whether or not it is me remains to be seen. I can think of no reason to antagonize them right from the start."I am called Chronos. I did not think I was famous, but then again I did not count on saving a 16 year old chatter box either," I give her an easy grin. She sniffs, but the other woman chuckles.Neither of them has the same charm and beauty that Annie had. She had long red hair, and a wicked sense of humor. We hit it off as. She showed us a the medium sized dog cage, Poor Jennifer was locked in,covered in rubber, at less I think its Jennifer. All thick red rubber only holes around her mouth, nose, nipples, and ass, not even her pussy (Which I would find out later why). She looked so helpless, on her knees with her ass in the air with a huge metal dildo in her asre. Her arms bound behind her high between her shoulder blades under the rubber suit. Her face was in her litre box with her tongue ring tied to a string.