Reaching into his pocket, he removed a small lock and slipped it through the latch in the folded front flap. The lock closed with a click. He slipped the key in his pocket. Still kneeling, Jeff reached into Deb's crotch with both hands. Grabbing the grommet in each of her pussy lips, he pulled then both, wrapping them around the end of the rubber cock and the crotch strap. Deb's cunt lips had been stretched from the weight of the heavy lock for the past two days, but to get them to wrap around the end of the dildo and strap, Jeff had to pull them extremely tight. When the lock was slid through the grommets in Deb's cunt lips, and closed, Deb's crotch looked like a ball of flesh was about to burst between her legs. Jeff looked at his watch. It was almost 3:00 P.M. and time to get the family dressed for tonight. He crossed the isle, opened the tach room and dragged Hairy a large chest, out by the end handle, to the middle of japanese the barn. Dropping the end of the chest he headed for the stall that held Cathy and her two brothers. Walking to the platform that still held the beautiful teenage girl, Jeff returned to his previous task of releasing her bonds. Once done he pulled Cathy down from the platform and helped her stand while her circulation returned to her legs and arms. When she could almost stand on her own, Jeff ordered her brothers, Chris and Bobby, to walk her out to the middle isle where the chest stood. Jeff lifted the unlocked brass catch and opened the lid to the chest. Rustling around inside the deep chest, Jeff pulled out a leather garment and draped it over the chest's opened top. It was black, skimpy and made of leather. Reaching back in, Jeff pulled cumming out a pair of thigh high boots made of the same black leather material. The leather outfit and the boots had been treated and polished to a bright gloss. It's texture was so soft and thin that when worn, it had the appearance of being painted on. "Help her put the boots on boys," Jeff told Chris and Bobby, still standing on each side of their sister, holding on to her arms. Chris took one of the boots that was laying on the top of the open chest, and bent down to lift his sister's foot. After several failed attempts, he told his sister to sit on the barn floor. Cathy sat and fell back as her brothers lifted both her legs to force on the tight high boots. The boots stretched around her legs from the tips of her toes to her thighs, only inches below her seeping crotch. Once the boots were on, Chris and Bobby helped Cathy stand in her new black leather skin. Jeff walked up to the young girl and taking a clipper out of his pocket, he cut and removed the chain hanging from Cathy's nipple rings. Next came the body suit. The suit was made to shape it's captor. It forced the body to conform to a desired shape by squeezing in just the right places. The body suit was put on it's victim from the front, as though putting on a shirt backwards. The long tight sleeves were pushed over the wearers arms bringing the main body of the suit against her upper torso and chest. I need to know who the lucky man was that got to poke my daughters sweet little honey hole with their stiff prick? “You need my help with earning money japanese and I Hairy need your help with keeping my depraved life hidden.” “Michael!” Said Ginny, sounding unusually stern. His digits plundered in and out of cumming Melody's cunt. Katy then pulled his trousers and pants down, which he got out of. She held her lips and tongue perfectly, making her mouth like a tight vagina for me. It didn’t take long, I just envisioned the evening’s events; taking Mel’s ass, watching Taylor fuck my woman, and seeing Mel’s face as she came countless times… Her tongue hit my cock on the right spot, each stroke, and I slammed harder and harder as I face fucked her. Maybe I should ask her. "Cries are alright too," Lenarta pointed out. My sister is innocent and she didn’t need to be involved. Either way, I soundlessly opened the door to the locker and crawled out. “Yes, it is,” Mommy groaned. She put down her drink and almost threw herself backward onto the bed with her legs spread wide. She felt wild. I grabbed a red satin bra and thong panties. I passed by a photo of Neija and her brother, the two of them standing in the Serengeti National Park in military uniforms. “Ok Becca, put your pants back on,” I began while I zipped up my slacks, “I am going to count to three.