You might as well as accept that we're going to service you together as a team now, because that's what we are ... a team. Team Schumacher, your perso...al harem. Master, you're not going out of this at all. For once, I insist," Stephanie stated as she added her lips and tongue to the job of servicing me."Don't forget, I'm due a good ass-reaming, too," Tamara reminded me, "and a sweet, sound spanking to boot."As so many women began pleasuring me ... and some men as well, I was grateful that I. ”“I can’t help it my hormones are driving me crazy! I love fucking and enjoy it, even more, when I’m pregnant.”Dan placed his left hand behind him and felt the protruding belly of Wendy pressing against him. He turned to face the other way and noticed her left propped up and his son fucking his wife.“Sorry my love, I would have woken you up but I saw Brad and Jake passing by our bedroom door and I needed a good fucking so bad.”“I get thankless thirds again?” he mildly protested.“What are you. It took a while, the grogginess causing the room and my mind to sway, lacking any sort of coherence, and then it hit me - It was me tied up. It was me with my arse in the air, clad in white pull-up stockings and a short ruffled dress. I turned my head desperately, struggling at the restraints, screaming into the gag in my mouth. Looking at myself from each angle, I saw I had been shaved, and my cock and balls encased in a clear cage. I raged, pulling and yanking at the restraints, screaming. With a rough bar of soap he washed his hands up to his wrists and between his fingers three times like a surgeon. He did the same with his mouth, nostrils, face and forehead, arms, ears, head, neck, and feet, each three times. When the remains of sleep and the uncleanness of free dreaming had been abandoned for another morning, he dried himself with a towel and donned his kurta and turban.He spread his prayer cloth towards Mecca. He tried with great difficulty to concentrate. Each time he.