Satisfied,she patted his bound fists and beamed in delight. "There you go! Now mylittle girl can't play with her clittie during nap-time. Can she?" No...Mummy," Baby Daphne mournfully replied, withdrawing his encasedhands to examine the unbreakable bonds. His erection pounded with desireinside his warm wet swaddling.Jane took a baby bottle full of water from the top of the dresser andcooed, "Lie on your back and let Mummy see if you can manage to holdyour own bottle." She fed the bottle upright. In one slow and continuous push, it bulged into me, oh god that felt great, the first push he had about three inches in my pussy, he stopped, looked me in the eyes asking if I was comfortable with it, I nodded with a naughty face, as if saying “yes I want some more” He pulled out of me slowly till only the tip was still in my pussy, and then pushed again further this time, kept in and out each time going deeper till I felt his balls were resting on my body, the whole cock length was in me.He. The only solution was to get real girls, get their clothes off, and sculpt from life.A few small ads in the local press brought a surprising amount of girls ready to get their kit off for a humble fee.Our sculptor was then spoilt for choice. Standing up, kneeling down, doing hand-stands, tied up, tied down, gagged, roped or naked, or even clothed, ……….in part. Decisions, decisions.........anyway with shaking hands he started on his task. What human endeavour, what courage, what persistence and. He raised his hips to meet her grasping hand and then kissed her softly on the lips,“Got plenty of time, Huh” He murmured.“OH! YEAH! Don’t worry about it!!” She smiled softly and sighed.In the twinkling of an eye, with one motion, I watched this guy push her delicately backward on the bed and wheel his lithe body on top of her, she whimpered something, threw her legs widely open, admitting him freely between them. Their eyes were wide open, looking intently at each other, their bodies impatient.