." SMACK! With the one remaining glimmer of lucidity in Jessica's demented brain, she perceived that the blow to her right nipple felt l...ke her whipping had begun all over again from the very beginning, that the steaming iron had been placed upon her unsuspecting, vulnerable flesh yet again. She arched her back in agony, and twisted onto her right side to guard herself, and desperately kissed Nelson's shin through his trousers, a silent entreaty for pity and mercy. She couldn't. She hissed in frustration when, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that the few farmers still left in the market were watching their standoff with unveiled interest. With her luck there’d soon be a small crowd around them, ready to witness their verbal shootout and eager to retell the tale at the local bars later in the evening. ‘Fine. How about this: you don’t pay for the produce, but you help me this Friday afternoon in the orchard. I’ve been tasked with clearing away the vines. Alex couldn’t take her eyes of of it. She needed to have the fat organ. It crossed her mind how good it would feel plugging her bottom, its thickness was apparent as it grew. Alex tried to push the thoughts out of her head, she tried to think of something to say but she could only think of things of little consequence and the feeling just grew stronger. While Greg was enjoying this and knew she would break eventually he was quite horny himself now so he sped things along, ‘One thing Alex, you. I loved it already and wanted consistently more. However, the inevitable had happened: my friend broke up the relationship. So, there I was, constantly horny and searching for a new boyfriend. But where I come from, gay guys are hard to come by. One day I was alone at home chillin' out and searching on the internet when I found a dutch chatsite. By my curiosity I entered the chat. Hundreds of guys chatting... Old, young or something else. In an instant, dozen of people were chatting with me,.