"Because we need to get out, they're nice people, and my friends. Now stop whining or I'll have to make you go stand in the corner," Rhonda joked. "Be...ides, I'm sure you'll like them. Wait till you see Jimmy's mom."Rhonda had dressed in a black skirt and a yellow sleeveless summer sweater. The combination of her large chest and narrow waist made her look like a Playboy model. Every time her father's eyes landed on her breasts, she could feel her nipples harden. She was glad she had worn panties. His little ring had been stretched to allow the head of the object into him, but it was able to close around the rest of the toy. He knew now that it was a metal plug that had been inserted into his rectum. It was cold, but the heat of his ass was working on it, and before long it would be as hot as he was.There was obviously some kind of handle on the toy, because the men seemed to be taking turns pulling on it. Letting him feel the bulbous head stretch him from the inside, but never actually. ” He helped her up, then escorted her to the stairs, his arm around her waist. She snuggled into his embrace and laid her head against his shoulder. At the top of the stairs, she tried to let him go at her door, but he tightened his grip around her shoulders and steered her towards his own room. “What are you doing?” she asked. “We’re going to my room.” he told her. “I promised to not let anyone know that you’re a slut. The only way I can keep yourself safe from yourself is if you’re only a. In time I would come to learn the table had many unusual capacities.We normally stopped for mid-day meal some time between noon and 1 P.M., usually a little later was better because the late afternoon milking didn’t finish up until as late as 8:30 P.M., even later sometimes. Dinner (lunch) was better served later to try to match the work day’s length. Working days were normally 16 to 17 hours long, breaks in the middle were longer for the larger meal giving a chance to digest it except while.