It shattered on the floor, tinkling loudly. There before me was Mistress Janice, eyes blazing fury. She was naked, but for her high heel mules, with m...akeup smudged and hair wild. She was beautiful, with high cheekbones, raven black hair, blue eyes and all of that. Her breasts rode high, with the left one tattooed and nipple pierced with a wide gold ring. I knew that Her legs were long and sultry, and her vulva shaved and pierced but I didn't dare look. I put my eyes to the ground and looked at. Everyone was in agreement they should hang on to them for a while longer because they were both experienced and willing to try almost anything. The mother was uncertain but agreed quickly when Desmond stuck his tongue in her mouth in a very persuasive argument. They all seemed a bit relieved because the town and the club was a lot more secure than the chaos on the road and just about everywhere in the affected regions.About a dozen of his people volunteered to help plant the seeds they had. Normally this is when Goddess hangs weights on my nipples and balls, but apparently there was an additional step this time. Goddess strung Christmas lights around my body and at parts tied it and interwove them with the ropes that she had tied me with. With the exception of my cock ring, rope, and now Christmas lights I was naked. Finally came the weights, but they weren't just heavy pieces of metal they were ornaments that Goddess was hanging from my nipple chain and to my balls. I don't know. Then I slowly got on top of him cowgirl style. Then he inserted his dick back into me once again. “Now I love this position sis,” Jeff said. “Me too, trust me. Now let your pregnant wife ride you like nobody's business. And if you don't like it, then that's just tough shit,” I replied. Then we both laughed for a minute as he put his hands on my boobs. He started playing with them, moving them around. “You know they aren't just big stuffed animals right?” I asked. “Yes I know that. But they are.