The thought of being here much longer killed me… I hate it here, I’m strapped down to a Gynaecologist chair completely naked, my silky smooth legs...are free but my pampered feet tied to the stirrups, my slender stomach tied down to the chair, and my delicate hands tied behind the chair, Mrs K would often shower me down, clean my hair, she even put on make-up, shaved my legs and pubes, she liked to keep me pretty. I knew Mrs K was deliberately avoiding answering any more than necessary, so I. I bit my lip and grew instantly wet with the idea of being caught by his equally big black dad. He slipped a second finger in and brought me back to reality of me straddling him on the guest bed. As he grew impatient, he picked me up and threw me on the second bed, dropped his shorts and crawled over me. He thrust hard into me, all in one motion; I was split open. He dove into that pussy, as my pussy was leaving his dick creamy and splattering all over us. I was biting the pillow as he was just. I could feel the cum surging. "I'm cumming Rob!" and with that, she began jerking wildly. The twinkled squirting she had earlier was now a full scale shower. She sprayed my face, and I lapped anxiously at the wetness that covered my face...and then... My body began to convulse. I leaned forward to see a thick stream of cum so thick that part of it went in her mouth, while the rest hit her nose and lips. On impact, she moaned, and squirted again. She grinded her pussy on my face again. I felt. When everyone didn't believe in me he did. It was he who had told me that I should become a Bunny and now when things were finally going to work out for me he insisted on being a total twat. Maybe I wouldn't even pack him along when I moved into the Bunny Clubs Burrow. Maybe I would leave him and Roger Rabbit and Bugs. After all, they were boy Bunnies and that was against the rules.It was hard to move around, the leather was stiff and unaccommodating, and it felt like the leather and my skins.