Two Girls, Huge Tits, Bound, 1 Suspended, 1 Neck Tied Down & Arched.
both Made To Brutally Cum!

The girls gasped at the sight of me marching forward with my fetish tits out. Macie was sitting at the table up front, her place as the vice president. Her eyes widened. “Why is she still naked?” asked Georgia. “I thought she could get dressed again,” said Kylie. She shook her head. “Is it the pill?” asked Britney. “I can't believe the college did that to her,” said the angry Jamie. The two futas in the group were trying not to look at me as Bondage Slave they sat next to their girlfriends. I reached the front of the room and Macie kept staring down at her hands. I faced my society, everyone dressed in long skirts and blouse buttoned up to their necks. Cheeks were flushed. The two futas were squirming while the six girls were gossiping. “I have had an epiphany,” I said, staring out at my followers. “The last few days, you might have seen me change.” Heads nodded. Girls muttered. “This shame and guilt we place on ourselves is terrible.” I planted my hands on my hips as I faced them, my breasts jiggling. In the torture back, Guanting and her club set up the camera equipment, plugging in cords. “I spent so BDSM much energy fighting it. I wore myself ragged trying to deny the desires brimming inside of me. “No longer.” Macie stood up so fast, her chair rolled back and crashed into the wall behind her. She threw a look at me, her brown hair swaying about her face. “This isn't you talking. It's just the pill.” “That's right,” Sandra said. “It's awful that President McTaggart forced you to take it.” “Yeah!” Asuka said. “We should lobby to have that rule changed.” “Hmmm, Memsaheb, this juice in cunt is fresh but in ass is old and torture you were fucked by many cocks many times, Poor Memsaheb, you didn’t have energy to wash. I will wash and then fuck you” he said and lifted me as easily as he would a child, carried me to bathroom, turned the shower full blast and cleaned all my holes thoroughly. I loved it. “Kiss her, Master!” Aurora moaned in my ear. Why wasn't she wearing a bra? It would be cold and wet in our cunt but he didn’t care. She told me that I would have a rash there if I didn't put on some moisturizer on the skin. What I could smell really made me intoxicated. It’s not at full mast but it’s awkward and annoying, keeping me from sleep. “ no its not blood moron that’s 100% pure woman sex juice” I remembered him saying. “This doesn’t have to be my last night!” Mother cried, “Leveria, you must go to your father and convince him that Glendian is lying! "Fuck!" he swore through gritted teeth. “Just inspecting her fine rump. In each instant, Lisa and Linda assured me that those patrons I believed to be males were definitely not. Her daddy was going to enjoy her body once I was done with their family. But.. Even in peak shape I would have struggled to move him, and with my weakened post gym muscles, I was stuck. "Come on, fetish I'm killing myself here." Pinkie gritted her teeth, Slave but continued to thrust her hangers out, letting them being bashed off her chest. But, a reminder of why she needs the firewood. We BDSM were all united in our love for our daddy. "Let me tend to your leg first then we can talk" Mandy tugged and pounded on her husband's crotch in front of the eighteen-year-old. I grew up thinking it was wrong. When she returned to the bed she Bondage had in one hand a bottle of lightly scented massage oil and a bottle of tequila in the other. Her face contorted, her jaws clenched tight like she feared relaxing them. Both of her holes were totally open for me to fuck in any way that I liked. When I looked back at mom, she was standing right next to Tom who was rubbing her wonderful big ass. Roger looked over to see Chelsea and Mike throw the blanket over them.