” Harriet blushed slightly as she too gave Creed a warm smile, anxious to see Julia’s pet receive the humiliating pleasure which would have him ye...rning to meet Madam Agnes Fairchild in earnest.“I was just discussing with Julia, how things are still much the same where I am. There are no doubt many backwoods girls, their liberty released by a hard life which by necessity has meant their upbringing had no gender boundary, has them rightly dominate their males ... but for the most part, we have. We looked on as we donned our latex gloves. The thugs blind folded her as they strapped her hands and feet out stretched on either side of the spool.Two of the gang briskly rubbed more oil into her nude body. We watched her natural breasts, bulging from her stretched chest supported two very erect nipples. Just then, Roscoe entered the room, naked and walked up to Olivia's stretched body. He slid his erect prick into Olivia's oiled pussy. She gasped a gargled voice of dismay at her sudden. She felt his hand on her ass. He was squeezing them gently, feeling her ass as much as he could.His fingers traced her panties and pinched her butt. Rubbing her ass crack, he grinned. In a fraction of a second, she grabbed his crotch in the darkness. He was getting hard inside his pants, and she felt a warmth she wanted in her mouth.“If you touch me, I get to touch you,” She whispered“Better make it happy then,” He grinned.He took her to the farthest, darkest end of the garden. Some of the. Joanne turned back around. "Who wrote that one?" she asked. "If you recognize your own message, you're supposed to tell us."No one admitted having written it. The girls all looked at each other, several of them shrugged. Joanne looked at Greg, who shrugged and looked around the room."Someone wrote that message," said Joanne. "They should just admit it." She looked at each of the girls but they all shook their heads. Joanne sighed, and opened the paper she held then nodded, "That's what it.