“Ummm...” she purred with appreciation, her fingertip lightly tracing across both of my quivering openings. “That looks very, very tight. My little asshole puckered back and forth, nipping at Hardcore her probing fingertip. “Are you sure you want the biggest one?” I frantically shook my head, my protests muffled by the panties in my mouth. Eyes wide with horror, I glanced at the monstrous dimensions of the metal butt-plug on the desk. Ms. Parks shrugged indifferently. “Well, if you insist,” she mused. She drizzled a generous teen coating of scented oil on the gleaming metal probe. The rounded nose made contact with my trembling little rectal portal and I tried to flinch away from the cold, unyielding steel. My bonds restrained me firmly and my evasive efforts proved in vain. I hissed a sharp intake of air as Ms. Parks slowly began to push. I looked down, seeing a lecherous grin spread across her face as my tight asshole began to stretch. I issued a muffled groan as she slowly twisted the invasive probe, achieving a uniform distribution of the lubrication. I squirmed as my wrinkled anal pucker took the penetration. I gasped a desperate inrush of air as the first few inches pried me open. Then I flailed in panic as I felt the wad of gagging panties started to work its way down my throat. Ms. Parks looked up, spotting the cause of my distress. A red flush oriental began to cross my face as my air supply grew short. Mercifully, she reached up and tugged the panties from my mouth. I gasped again, greedily sucking needed air into my lungs. “We can do without the gag, but only if you promise to behave,” she offered. I nodded in agreement. Ms. Parks once more brought the giant butt-plug to bear, easing it back into the clutching confines of my puckered pooper. Slowly she worked the monstrous probe back asian and forth, stretching me, achieving additional penetration with every loving thrust. I took the first several inches like a pro, but as the width of the thing continued to flare ever wider, I fell into a desperate panting. Ms. Parks looked up at me with warning eyes, and I knew to keep things quiet if I japanese didn’t want the panty gag repeated. More pressure was applied and I knew that I was pried open beyond my limit. Huffing like a woman giving birth, I eagerly rocked my hips, bucking against my restraints. Mr. Parks teased me, easing off on the pressure. I felt the muscles ripple in my bowels, clenching down tight on the invasive probe. Slowly the tapered plug began to squeeze back out of my ass, forced out by my clutching rectal grip. Then she applied herself and I stifled a shriek of protest as the last few inches forcefully eased into my humid depths. My anus flared as the widest part of the butt-plug stretched me open. "Hi, I'm Liz and this is my husband Alec, we're your neighbours." I bite my lips. I flopped onto my bed and shuddered, rolling over in my covers. She didn't have a bad singing voice, and the song's innocence sounded adorable in her higher register. She greedily pumped the passed out satyr’s cock to get every last drop of his cum, only after she was sure his balls were empty, she left. Then he walked over to Tim, who was still slumped in the chair trying to catch his breath, and asked, “Tim, will you release control of…her to me?” Dave almost slipped and said the name he used for her teen whenever the collar was in play, but quickly decided against it. The eye shadow was smudged oriental and her eyebrows had been plucked to thinnish arches above her enigmatic eyes. Pulling them down too and I edge forward and line my cock up. As he pulled his pants up his legs, he found his wallet in them, and he extracted a $100 note. Her thighs bulging, she raised up a bit and then settled back down. “Oh please don't.” Tracey squealed, yes she'd been excited buy the scene but she couldn’t imagine how much pain the slaves had suffered and she didn't want to! “Mark has been difficult. She licked and lapped up and down my snatch, gathering all that wonderful jizz leaking out of me. My hips wiggled from side to side as she feasted on me. She thrust it into my pussy, scooping it asian out of me. Yep, that's them.” I was staring at her for a good little minute and when she sees me looking she looks away blushing slightly. She looked fabulous. Back in the present with her thoughts, she took the funnel out of the bottle and led the bottle to her lips. “Answer truthfully, wouldn't you like to own this dress?” he asked. “You're just hungry for it.” We camped by the lake, our tent keeping off the more chilly air than we were used to. Do that." She must admit Hardcore she did look stunning when she finally left for the party and despite herself she couldn't go to bed until Emily got home. "Yes Mistress." A youngish gray being, stepped out pointing its weapon at Sam. I groaned, staring at them as she pulled her strip higher. Snuggling contentedly on my left. Cara momentarily cringed inside. “Ooohhhhh…” Dee groaned long and low as I firmly pushed my finger all the japanese way in. Her body jerked once but she struggled to keep her grip on her ass cheek.