As I pulled his arm off of me I asked, ‘Why must you be so nasty? You’re not mad at Ju.. Katherine, you’re mad at me’, I had to remind myself ...not to call my sister Juicy. This just didn’t feel like the right time. ‘And who said you still have the right to call me Honey?’ ‘Don’t get all uptight Honey, I’m just messing with Baby K over there. And, I will always have the right to call you Honey. That is until that lucky somebody finally claims that ass.’ I chose to ignore his comment. ‘Jamie, my. In the mean while we were near the hostel. I told that as it was late today and tomorrow being a holiday it would be better if she stays at my place tonight and go to the hostel tomorrow. She agreed readily as if she had same plans. We continued with our activities till we reached home.At home I almost (I thought nobody saw us but it proved wrong, beneficially, later) smuggled her and after closing the door hugged her tight. She responded with equal vigor and slowly we moved to my bedroom.. Cleverly, these rods were linked to other elements concealed within the suits and running their length to anchor on the dog-slave’s shoulders which allowed the edges of the opening to be pulled tightly into the flesh of the crotch. Simultaneously, the tension of the carbon fibre rods could be adjusted to move them closer together, squeezing into the base of the dog-slave’s mound and distorting the sensitive flesh outwards. Such constriction, combined with labial stretching and enlargement which. She lay across his lap, with her tits pressed into his thigh and her cute little ass up in the air. "What are you gonna do, Daddy?" whimpered the frightened girl. Dave suppressed a groan as his erect cock brushed against her quivering belly, leaving a wet trail of pre-cum excitement. "I'm gonna give you what you deserve, sweetheart. You've been a naughty little girl and naughty girls need to be punished!" smiled Dave, rubbing his hand slowly over his daughter's firm, little behind. Raising his.