Two nurses strapped his wrists alongside him, then bent to do thesame to his ankles.A female doctor arrived and checked his chart. She examined the p...ussy wigthat kept his genitals under metaphorical lock and key. Next she checkedtwo large bottles of fluid that hung from IV poles. Then she attachedlines to them and to those affixed long slender, capped needles. Evanshivered at what he was seeing. The doctor swabbed an area several inchesbelow each of his nipples and then used a hypodermic. Those fingers were supplied by four different men. But while I was very much aware of my much helped exposure, I can still remember the delightful feel of male hands touching me everywhere, thighs, breasts, buns, even arms, feet, calves, and some guy supporting my head. There were sixteen men there and about fourteen partially in the picture. Could a girl want more foreplay than that? When they were doing the "Open Jenny" stuff, with all those guys touching and holding me, the men were all. If things progressed, fine, but he had discovered that making her happy was more than enough for now.He had gotten the ball-nut assembly bolted in when he heard multiple cars pulling into the gravel driveway. Grabbing a shop towel to wipe his hands, he headed out of the pit to see what was going on.Di's scream brought him running out of the garage toward the house. Lola was back with two police cars. A female officer was trying to drag Di out of the front door. She clung to the doorway with a. Her ass began to glow and Chelsea could feel the burn set in. She also felt something she didn't expect - she was getting wet between her legs. He stopped after ten or so swats and let her rest. He could smell her arousal. Parting her legs a bit he ran his fingers through her damp pussy. "Are you getting wet over this spanking, slut?" he growled. "Yes, Master," she panted heavily. "Well then, shall we see how wet we can make you then?" he growled again and resumed spanking her. This time with.