"It's okay, isn't it? I wasn't thinking about fucking, really. I was just imagining what it would feel like if you pushed it inside me. I mean, it'... not like we're gonna do it, right? I was just, like, play-pretending." No problem, Susie. When you masturbate, you can dream about anything you want to. In a fantasy you can fuck anybody you want to. It's perfectly okay. Actually, it would make me happy if you wanted to fantasize about fucking me. Because I'll probably be fantasizing about. The top was set with the menacing angle pointing up.Two tall, smiling men from the special volunteers lifted naked Beth onto the angle, ensuring it fit right into her cunt slit. I once again locked her wrists onto the hoist rope and lifted her hands high over her head, while Brian attached weights to her ankle cuffs to pull her cunt down hard onto the rough wood.Two naked ladies came over with a breast clamp made of two bamboo rods joined at the ends with metal bolts with wing nuts. I noted. ”“I think you should do it.”“Why?”“So you’ll know what fame is like. You’ll know if that’s what you want.”“No thanks.”“So, how sore are you?” I asked.Amelia laughed, clearly pleased with my desire for her. “Very.”Early evening, before dinner, we sprawled on the couch in front of the TV. Amelia stretched out her legs on the coffee table as we watched her selection; the usual run of sitcoms. Slightly slouched, and partially leaning against me, I caressed her shoulder and, feeling randy, slipped. As she successfully undid the jeans and my boxers, my junior sprang to life and she got hold of it. As she gave it warmth of her hand it felt boiling. She started stroking it gently and I reached for her firm boobs. While skimming my hands over her boobs, I felt her tits getting even harder. I pulled her bra without undoing the hooks which made her feel real horny. I started squeezing her boobs ruggedly and wildly. Soon I made her stand on the bed while I seated. Her pussy was leveled at my.