Seeing that made me chub right up.Waverly smiled and began to put the Barbie head first up her asshole and fuck herself with it. She put a ken doll in... her pussy like she enjoyed it.Niggerdix didn’t seem happy with that. His comment was to shove it further. I demanded Waverly shove the dolls further up her ass.“But Daddy! Malibu Barbie will get stuck in my doo-doo hole! I poo-poo from there!” Waverly complied though and pushed that Barbie so that just her knees could be seen coming out of her. Less coherent. Her movements, such as her shitty-but-effective straight-rope-mess will permit her- more wriggly.Why does her brain want to get away from this source of undoubted pleasure, albeit inflicted as opposed to nurtured onto her? As much as the pain from his open, rapid, palm? Maybe more so.As if on cue, he utters:‘Don’t you fucking dare.’‘Don’t you fucking dare, you ingrate. You fucking ungrateful slut.’The softly threatening, dusky words he’d fed her earlier have gone.This is. I tried to bring the story as verbatim as possible. I even kept the timestamp. If you think that this gets in the way then feel free to say so in a moderately kind manner. There is also talking between sessions.Finally, private message me if you would like to try it one time. You would be surprised as to how... intense it actually is. The motions that you wish you could do, or try, is kept safe within the anonymity of the internet. Unfortunately, I am straight, and I'm not that experimental.. She was beautiful. Realization dawned sharply on Nikolai, Ragnar’s anger over Bruni telling him that this woman was part of the contract. Ragnar wanted her to remain Bruni’s, wanted the knowledge of the contract to remain a secret. The consequences of the contract being found out, having been betrayed were dire. Bruni was too young to remember the contract being made, too young to know the consequences. Nikolai did not have that excuse. He was there the day the contract was made. He felt sick..