’ Donny said. ‘Its like fucking a virgin all the time.’ ‘Well…. I guess were gonna have to fix that don’t we?’ Dad said. I was so busy...working on Donny’s cock that I wasnt paying attention to what they were saying. My cock pleasing mind was soon disrupted by the pain of a big fat dick forcing its way inside of me. I yelled out loud and my ass tightened up. ‘Come on son, open that ass up.’ Dad said. ‘If you can take Donny’s, I know you can take mine with ease.’ He pushed more of his fat dick. The swimsuit top glitters in the light, strips of pink andsilver attached like a shredded skirt.When she holds a pair of silver strappy heels out for you to wear, youdon't hesitate to slip your feet in. The arch of the tall shoes feelsdelicious to you for some reason, yet you've never had a need to wear suchfootwear before. The sensation feels so good that you feel your calvestighten. They take on a more feminine curve as your feet shrink to to amore delicate size and shape. Your toes curl. They knew it was superficial and her skin would return too normal shortly, in fact they counted on it. They had more in store for her.After about an hour they were back at her. She was still hooked to the crane so was lifted and then put down at the picnic table. One of the girls came over with four stainless steel nails and a hammer. Two slaves held Cindi over the table and two pulled her tits out as far as they would go and held them there. Cindi was fighting with all her strength, they. Antonio went through the circle of introductions and Gabriella took a seat close to Barto. Her scent lilted his nostrils and her buxom cleavage lit his eyes. She was short but wearing heels. The combination of short height and busty fullness gave her that classic rounded figure males lusted after. And Barto was definitely a male lusting after his zesty new acquaintance. The conversation ebbed and flowed over drinks and coffee about everything and nothing. As dusk deepened, Antonio looked at his.