”“What?!? That’s not a little bit. That’s huge!”“Yeah, but look at the positives.”“What positives?”“Well, you can’t get her preg...nant for a start.”“And?”“And… and she’ll be really grateful. She hasn’t had sex in six months. Not since her husband found she was expecting. Who knows what she’ll do for you.”“And?”“And her tits are huge! I mean, they’ve gone up to size H. I didn’t even know there was a size H.”“And she’s an ex-beauty queen?”“Miss Injection Moulding Systems 2002.”“”“What? It’s a. ”“I’m sure,” Krista said, clearly not believing him. “But, we can use this.”“That’s what I was thinking. But I’m not sure how. It’s not like I can screw the cheerleaders into loyalty.”“Why not?”“What, you want me to run around screwing all the cheerleaders?”“No, I don’t want you to, but it could work.”Greg cleared his throat. “Well, if you go on about it like that, then it wouldn’t work. I suggest you find a legitimate reason for doing so.”“I’m open to ideas,” Dan said.The members of their. She came back with a whole bunch of panties and bras, and she was wearing a latex suit. Also she brought a whip, clamps and a butt plug. Immediately she pulled off my pan items and bra and said," Nice tits, and a little cock. You are such a slut." She put the butt plug in and then started whipping my boobs and cock. I jerked each time feeling pain radiating through my body. After a few minutes of whipping she untied the rope around my legs and put on a pair of black panties that read "I am a. A few years later, when I was 18, Diane actually caught me masturbating. It was embarrassing but very lucky also. Because that was the day Diane saw how well a kid hung I was. She even watched me jerk off and insisted on measuring my dick. I was rock hard when Diane told me I was a whopping 12 inches.She told me then and there that we were going to fuck each other. Zipping forward , here I am and Diane has been sucking and fucking my big tool for months now. After we fuck at night we cuddle and.