When he stumbled, still half asleep to the bathroom and opened the door, there she was, stark naked, dripping wet, and 8 months pregnant. The swell of... her belly, and her milk-heavy breasts were still burned into his memory. She was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen at that point, gravid and almost ready to drop the child who he would later hug and love. He remembered wishing it was he who had put that baby in her womb.With that memory in his mind he arrived, parked and got out of the car.. After a few seconds he added a third finger "that feels tighter, I guess we're getting near her limits, lets see how much this bitch can take" and he pushed a fourth finger into my pussi, stretching me wider than I've ever been stretched, creating a burning pain, but also a small amount of pleasure which increased as he fucked my cunt with his fingers."Please, stop" I begged them, "I can't take it there, I'm too tight." We'll see," said several voices at once, and then laughed.The finger in my. Over the next several hours they were bound in a variety of positions, whipped with any number of instruments, penetrated with dildos, vibrators, and several male cocks, They were stretched, flogged, paddled, switched, clamped, and otherwise punished. They were also teased and excited and stimulated to a dozen or more orgasms. None of the punishments was particularly harsh and Laura assumed they were saving something for that night after dinner.After several hours of nearly constant. ##The task of buying a pair of sensible dance shoes was proving to be notso simple. I'd already seen numerous pairs on my computer, but I didn'tlike any of them. For the most part they looked so shapeless, somehow soclumsy. At any rate I didn't like them.Then I found some that I liked. But they were sandals, and it was winternow. So much for that.It finally dawned on me why I didn't like the shoes. It was the heel,which was not very high, but rather wide. Apparently you needed that fordancing,.