?Then he saw my swollen cock and his mouth spread in a wide grin. ?Sure, enjoying it.?I felt embarrassed, but the scene on the floor was so titillatin... that there was no way i could have controlled my erection. I wanted to avoid his gaze so i turned my eyes. But nothing helped me as my eyes were again glued to the live fuck session on display. The aged thug laughed at my dilemma.Meanwhile, the junior goon was pumping my mother?s cunt furiously. He was rambling incoherently, mumbling strange. I screamed in pain, and he shoved his 8 inches cock inside my mouth, down my throat. i was beginning to gag, but he kept on pushing it. I vomited on his cock and all around his pubis. He was very pissed, and started to shout at me. I knew he was totally drunk, and he was abusing me now, saying, you Indian filth can’t you even suck a cock properly? Look what you have done.I liked the insults. He slapped me hard, and continued you bitch deserve to be slaves, now, c’mon, lick me clean. I knew that. Fastening it into place and connecting the lead, I received what would turn out to be the first of many nasty shocks of the weekend: as soon as the final connection was made, the collar, bra and shorts all tightened cruelly, while the butt plug inflated to painful dimensions. As the bra cups inflated, a series of tiny spikes emerged on the inside, impaling my breasts - and, although I didn't immediately realize this, injecting a slow-acting venom which would cause swelling and further pain in. Billy and Cathy wen up to get dressed after Misti told them it was a bit chilly out, and, as soon as they finished cleaning the dishes, went up to dress. She had told them that she was going out to the farm with them today. She wanted to help with the unloading and cleaning, and see the livestock. She had a special feeling for horses, and it showed in the way they responded to her. She fell on love with every horse she saw. She liked cattle, but not the way she loved horses. She was just as.