He was fucking her harder than she had ever been fucked before. Her bonds allowed her no movement to help reduce the impact. There was no pleasure for...her. She felt like he was punching her from the inside out. For all that, this was exactly the kind of danger that she loved so much. She was being painfully used while the water began to close over her head. Just as she took a deep breath Deathmaster invaded her ass! There was no warning at all, he never even broke rhythm. The breath that was. So I moved my hand up and slid it down inside of her panties.She gave me a very shocked look and gasped. Then looked around before slightly opening her legs a little wider.I slid my fingers down through her abundant amount of pubic hair until they found wetness, lots of wetness. She really wasn't joking about her pussy leaking; holy shit. She was dripping wet.My fingers slipped into her so easy she had nice fat pussy lips, although I'm sure you wouldn't be able to see them for pubes. I put two. Vee would see a new bag, scoop out a few nibbles ... and nibble. Her experiments were always done in her mother's presence."I wonder what this one tastes like," and before her mom could react she had the few pieces in her mouth and performed her very own taste test. Some were good, some were not bad, and some were horrible ... but she always tasted it before she subjected Big Al to the trials and tribulations that accompanied 'odd' dog food ... the runs, small vomit piles and the like.The smell. The table was set with plates, silverware, glasses and napkins. Mary was setting a big bowl of mashed potatoes on the table while Tara was bringing a large bowl of tossed salad. Katie saw that Kim wasn’t sure where to sit so she offered, “Kim this is your chair.” Kim sat in the chair that was between James and Katie with Mary sitting across from her. “Wow,” Kim said, “Do you eat like this every night?” Megan set the large platter of pork chops on the table and sat at the head of the table.