Moaning with every step, she kept on. She also added a few on her breasts, letting them crawl on her cleavage. She wanted the slugs all over her, but ...er pussy was getting the most attention. She loved the slimy feeling on her pussy, knowing all these dirty creatures crawling around her most intimate parts. She was a worthless slug slut.It was getting late, so Marrie began going back in a loop back to the direction of her house. She picked every slug that she saw up and put it into her panties.. Dax---I'd be lying if I said sex wasn't a big part of the attraction! But there was more to it than just sex.Q.Such as?A.Dax---Such as breaking a LONG held taboo in the South against whites and blacks being in sexual relationships; and also...the idea of making a baby with a (willing!) white female, a Southern white female, and particularly a married Southern white female---THAT was impossible to pass up. But what man, given such an opportunity, wouldn't be at least strongly tempted to do that?. From the bag he rummaged and found a very wide studded collar, and she stood patiently for him to fit it tightening it till it just fitted her, restricting her breathing just a little and holding her head from looking down wards. Her face by now set in fear and trembling knowing, exactly what he was about to do to her.He helped her lay back on the big solid table. Next came securing the woman, the loops of rope soon connecting the four table legs to ankles and wrist cuffs, Lenny then tying. I flipped to the sports section and found the starting grid for the Pepsi Firecracker 400 at Daytona.“Fuck,” I sighed. “Bill’s starting 38th. That’s pretty much the kiss of death at Daytona. And they’re using restrictor plates. That’s a huge unknown, but I can’t see how limiting horsepower on an engine is good for the Elliott brothers.”“Restrictor plate?”“It’s a device which fits between the car’s carburetor and intake manifold, and restricts the amount of air entering the engine’s combustion.