By the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: Cute, dainty arms, An hourglass shape, Two perfect breasts, And legs that were smooth and sex....By the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: *Five golden earrings*, Cute, dainty arms, An hourglass shape, Two perfect breasts, And legs that were smooth and sexy.By the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: Long, flowing hair, *Five golden earrings*, Cute, dainty arms, An hourglass shape, Two perfect breasts, And legs. He cried as he saw her cum in a way he never would be able to. He couldn't understand how this happened. He looked at the second picture now, his wife was waving at the camera. Her ass in the air her face drenched with cum. He couldn't believe it, his wife was now a slut for a bunch of big black men. The thought his wife was getting more pleasure than he could provide ever started getting his cock hard. He felt entirely humiliated when he read the message that came with the last picture. "Jane. I am now straight and stock still, my head an even plane from the top of my hair, dangling down around my face (now hidden) past my neck, down my back. The only place my body curves at any but the straightest of angles is at the natural curve of my full and ripe ass. Roughly, he enters me. My body goes limp under the skin, my muscles and bone offering no resistance to this violation. Over the skin, I am bent at the waist, 90 degrees of fear, stock still, only my fingers now clasping the. I took one hand and with her hips raised off the blanket to meet my face, I lightly "tickled" her ass, moving down the crack, around to the opening of her screaming pussy ands slllowwwly slipped my thumb in--and began to "finger fuck" her. This sent a shudder through her entire body, stopping her breath for a moment, and then she let out a gasp...THAT was the signal I'd been waiting for...with that, I breached the lips of her cunt with my tongue--first licking slowly, gingerly, ever so lightly.