”She grabbed him by his hair and pushed his face into the carpet. He felt something leathery drag across the cheeks of his ass, almost like a bow ac...ross a violin. It had a rough pattern to it, and he was wondering what it was when it suddenly ended, and a second later it made contact hard.He yelped through his gag, as much from surprise as from pain. The second stroke was just as hard, but he managed to control himself to a mere grunt. He tried to be stoic as the cropping continued. She paused. Her large, firm breasts jiggled as she unhooked her bra and let herself free. She stood fully naked, her cock hanging free, her nipples growing erect in the cool, exam room air. “Her pussy was dripping, Vanessa. I blew two of the biggest loads I’ve ever unleashed on her. But, why did you want me to pump her full of my baby batter? What’s this visit all about?” Bianca sat on the exam room table, the head of her cock making a wet spot on the thin paper on the exam table. “Well, I told you I was. Again, a G-spot orgasm has nothing to do with reproduction. And that's why I say, if women are so equiped with such exquisite organsof pleasure, they must be entitled to that pleasure."She stared at the screen and briefly looked down at herself. I know she wanted to do some self-examination but couldn't with me there. "Mom, I really want you to think about this. You owe it to yourself to experience the pleasuresof orgasm. I have to fly out tonite for 2 weeks in a remote location in England. I. She was in pain from her position: they had not been kind to her. The girl'sbreasts had been pulled between two of the rungs on the ladder-like frame -rungs peppered with short, sharp, spikes ? and the rungs had been slowly ratchetedtogether so her breasts now bulged obscenely like two dark purple balloons.She had not been strapped to the frame; she had been bound to the frame withwire. The girl was aware of a new figure entering the room. She tried to turn herhead to see who it was, but the.