So my second birthday as female slave was his first day as a fulltime pet. My father and i should wear pony gear with bridle and saddle and the friend... arrived at the evening to the ceremony. Glen was there too and looked at me very sentimental. He was not often there the last 2 years and i recognized that he was looking forward of me.Two men removed my fathers chastity devise and gave him a massage so that the cock could erect. It was difficult for him to erect because over 2 years the cock. He was certainly well endowed. Above average sized cut cock, very thick at the base tapering somewhat towards his knob.The look on his face indicated that he was a little peeved at me watching him piss.I smiled and said, “I’ll bet the guys in the locker room never called you tiny?”He blushed as red as a beat and giggled, “No, they didn’t!”“How big does that piece of meat get when you get hard?”He answered, “I don’t know, never measured.”I had finished pissing at this point so I got a tape. No one had ever touched her that way before. Intense sensations shot through her and she licked Anita's neck, her lust rising to new heights."Then," Anita said, her voice strangely husky, "I reached down and took hold of his prick with both of my hands. Go ahead, Diane, reach down." But Anita ..." Just do it ... and pretend."Almost afraid of what she might find, Diane timidly lowered her hands down to her crotch. It was very hot down there, and she gasped when her fingers touched one of Anita's. The little girl timidly followed him, wrapped in a large bath towel. She moved toward me, out of my line of sight, but I presume she sat in a chair, waiting to see what would happen next.Meanwhile, the boy rolled another joint and lit it while Susan was taking a long pull on the bottle, still in its sack. Then he handed her the joint and presumably passed the bottle to the girl. A minute later she passed it back to the boy. Susan, having been warmed by two stout drinks in our room and a long.