Miss Taneisha then did up the screws to hold the two halves in place. The effect of tightening the screws was to further squash and push his balls awa...y from his cock. Miss Taneisha then grabbed one end of the yoke and pulled and twisted it. She did the same with the other end. Soon the wooden yoke was held in place horizontally across the back of Ken’s thighs. His scrotum was stretched taut as his balls were tugged back between his legs while his throbbingly erect cock remained thrust out in. And we knew Mrs. Deuvoe ... the housekeeper, wouldn't tell..."You see," Jhoni said with a little embarrassed grin on her blushing face as she brought the oatmeal tin and the large glass apothecary jar holding the raisins back to the island, "I chased Inger Marie into his study and she, mmm ... well, knocked over a pedestal ... supporting this, you know, beautiful glass sculpture ... And it didn't land on the thick carpet, it landed on the stones of the hearth, so broke it into pieces."I was. Sandra watched the man push his fingers gently into her stomach in various places, asking her if it hurt. Then he used his stethoscope and listened to her breathing, she sucked in air deeply while he moved the cold metal around the outside of her gown. He asked her to open the top of her paper gown to her navel, again he listened around her chest, his eyes distant while he listened to her. Finally it was over and she covered herself up, breathing thankfully."I suspect you may have a intestinal. She was back to business:“Baby, let me take care of you, okay? First we have to take the edge off. Trust me, this is necessary. You’re a bull, okay? I can see that!” She slightly stroked with one finger over my cock, and it immediately responded to her touch.“You are a raging bull. And we need to get that rage out of you. What’s more important than rage?"I shook my head.“Stamina! We want you to have some stamina, okay?”I had no idea what she was talking about, but she sounded really in charge..