He grabbed my hair and guided his dick in my mouth. Not as big as Austin but still a bit to handle. He shoved my head up and down on his dick and I ga...gged. "What's wrong, sweetheart? Got a dick in your throat?" I heard Austin kinda laugh and moan at the same time. He was jacking off on the sidelines just watching. Kota kept shoving my head up and down and eventually stopped and threw my head back. I stumbled and fell back on Austin. I felt his hard monster cock on my lower back. I. About three orgasms down the road, we slowed and started up a bumpy country road. At first I thought we were on the wrong road because when Ron took me out to the job site right after they started, the road was smooth. Then I remembered that he said that the company building the factory was going to have to pay for a new road because of the added traffic volume and because, “the heavy trucks are going tear the shit out of this road.”They had, and the almost extreme bouncing was driving the. That explains what the larger cut outs in the cage mesh were for. Each time they touched me it was unexpected and I would flinch slightly, pulling against the binds. I could smell their expensive after shave I had no idea where they were from or what was going to happen. I was very turned on by the fact that I was totally naked and helpless for them to look at and do almost what they pleased. It’s that usual anticipation, excitement with the total vulnerability that starts to get the juices. He stepped a mast through the roof, and braced it very well, reenforcing the entire structure with cross-bracing. The mast was short, to avoid or reduce the likelihood of tipping over. He resolved not to get too 'close to the wind' or too crossways. He kept the steering seat in front of the sail, in order to not impinge visibility, and had a few of the almost adults of 13 or 14 years as his 'deck hands' and showed them how to trim the sail to his nautical jargon.On a broad flat plain, he deemed.