Donna alternated between eating Barbara’s ass and finger fucking it. Donna’s finger now slid easily in and out of Barbara’s hot asshole. ‘Now ...for the next step,’ Donna said sexily. Donna told her to stay on all fours with her beautiful ass pointed in the air. Donna told Barbara she would be right back and she left the room. Donna returned shortly carrying a jar of lube and a string of beads. Donna applied the lubricant to Barbara’s asshole and Barbara felt the soothing cool lube coat her. As she made her way into the candle lit basement, she found Bruno slowly eating Isabella's pussy, who was outstretched on a wooden alter underneath a Star of David begging for him to make her cum. However, since both of them were so lost in their own pleasure, neither one noticed that Darla had entered the room.As Bruno made passionate oral love to his young wife, Darla could not help but become flushed with desire at the site of Isabella's spread eagle legs bent all the way back toward her. The men cut the drawstring and the pants began sliding down off the girl’s body. She spread her knees attempting to keep the bloomers in place, but they continued to slide downward until her hairy crotch was showing just above the waistband. The two men then reached in with their knives and cut the sides from the shorts, allowing them to fall to the floor.Above the waist, she was wearing a homemade brassier which was not much more than a couple of soft pouches which covered, but did not. She had to be taught respect. This new found freedom and yet restrictions obviously confused her. He understood how that could happen. But, lines had to be strongly drawn. She had to learn independence, but understand that he was in charge. He went about his business within the room, pretending to not notice her. She remained restricted. She also remained defiant. He had an idea and used the situation to fulfill it. Eventually he did bring in food. But, he did not give it to her. He placed it.