Clyda was sweating from the exertion, and her face was flushed with the sexual heat of forcing her way into Jordan. "I figure that you've got just ov...er half of me inside of you right now. How does it feel?" "You've got to be fucking k**ding!" yelled Jordan. "It feels like there's a telephone pole shoved inside of me! I don't think that I can take anymore." "Oh ye of little faith," Clyda muttered to herself. "I warned you that this wouldn't be easy, girl. But I also told you that all you. “Oh fuck.. Oh fuck Daddy! This is going to be harder than I thought!” Rolling the toy up and down my VERY dripping pussy, I alternate between the opening to my core, and my over-hard clit, moaning louder and harder, my body pushing up almost involuntarily into my vision of my hot lover tonguing my open gash. Getting closer and closer to the brink of no return, teasing my poor little clit until I am crying out loudly and incoherently before moving it away to tease my overeager little hole, until. She thanked Jasmine for being so kind considering the trick she pulled on her. Laughing Jasmine told her not to worry, as before the end of the night she would suffer for that. After they got out of the hot tub, Jasmine handcuffed Shelia’s hands behind her back. Jasmine pulled her into the bedroom and went to her dresser and returned with the control chastity belt. ?Since we have about the same waist size, I only think you should wear the belt? Jasmine told Shelia, as she locked it on. The more she stroked, caressed and played with that fat pussy. The more excited and hornier I became, I was so hard. I had to unzip my pants or I was going to hurt my self. Zip... bang....stumble....ouch, slipped out. Everything went silent as the only thought I had was to get my dick off this zipper. The pain was all I thought about, ooooooh, now that feels better. When I realized I was supposed to be silent. Is it all better now, I heard Candy say. My heart went in my throat.