I stroked Anna as I looked at Lauren, who regarded me with a half smile, half smirk. "Finish her." That simple. An order from her, and I had to obey a... this was what I had missed for all these years.Anna on my other side repeated back to me "finish me...for your new Aunt Lauren." as she discretely thrust her hips and clit in and out of my hand while still pretending we were just looking at pics on her phone.Lauren- "Ask for Anna's cream. Ask like a good gurl." Me- "Anna, can I have your cream?". So, this summer, I really expected to do some great things. Uncle Bert had seen the sign for the festival and pulled off the interstate, headed down a road in the directions the signs pointed.“I’m horny, Davy. Let’s see if we can stir up some good farm women,” he said“Yeah, Uncle Bert. That sounds great!” What would any teenaged boy have said?My teenaged pecker was standing at attention as we drove into a field, parked the car and walked towards the festivities. We wandered around, looking at. A woman, a mother, being bred in front of her three sons by a big German Shepherd. Lying there utterly shameless. For over ten minute we were as one. Then Dagon started to move. I could feel the knot softening against my clittie. Then Dagon pulled away off my body, his knot moving out of its nest followed by the rest of his cock.I could feel sperm running out and down both my legs. Then Dagon’s tongue was at my vagina, licking, cleaning and swiping my hole. I held my head between my hands. The rope looped up and over the chin-up bar overhead and came back down in front of me, also on the step ladder. My feet were handcuffed and my hands were handcuffed and both were secured by the rope. The vibrating egg was inserted into my pussy and humming away soundly. If I chose to sit here, on the sandbag, for a couple of moments longer, I would most certainly feel myself orgasm. Just as I was thinking this, the unthinkable occurred. Baxter, who was scratching at something (probably a bug),.
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