I not only wanted him to defile me, I needed him to. I began to protest when he removed his hand, biting back my words as he pulled my panties down my...thighs, the air feeling cool against my hot, wet cunt. "Tell me what you want, Shelly. I want to hear it from your pretty little, innocent mouth." "Please, don’t make me say it." I whimpered, my hips grinding against the steel bars, my hands clenching and unclenching, helplessly trapped in the metal cuffs. "I want to hear it!." His voice forceful. I did some pulling between my legs, which allowed me to tug my asshole and also smack my padded pussy a bit while he struck my ass from behind with another paddle. this got him contemplating a new improved design, with a plug that moved in and out on a spring and i would simply hold the paddle with the tip, just inside and he could use a second paddle to really hammer it in. that way you cant "miss" with the plug and you can get harder and faster swings. he is working on the design currently.. He recalled Aruna's taunt asking him if he still drank his mama's milk."You see, bitch! I am indeed drinking my sister's milk and that too directly from her heavenly breasts!" He wanted to shout to Aruna.His excitement naturally made him very hot and fully erect.Smita was overcome with joy as her brother sucked her breasts and drank her milk. She felt very excited and possessive. She felt that his excitement mounted and it was time to act. In the dark, her hands searched and found his big. Budding boobies bounced as she rode, the nipples hard and pointed through the fabric of her shirt.Oscar’s plan was simple. He bought some carpet tack-strips --- thin wooden sticks slathered in sharp tacks used to lay new carpet --- and spray painted them grey. He waited until he could see her distinctive lights flashing upon the crest of the far hill as she peddled towards him. He set the spikes in the curve where she couldn’t see them and retreated into his garage.Luna’s eyes went wide as she.