I mauled her breasts roughly and when her moans of pleasure reassured me of her acceptance of the pain, I decided to add one more twisted piece of equ...ipment to the afternoon's session.I went to the rack and got four shorter leather straps and two cords. The leather straps were fastened around the bases of the four lovely hanging tits and pulled tight. They were tight enough to prevent the outflow of a lot of the blood, causing the orbs to swell to an abnormal hardness. The grossly distended. She showed him the dirty silk blouse."Is silk and I so afraid that wetness make ruin. Can you laundry blouse so that it no ruin?" Sure! Do you know what this wet stuff is? Is it gravy of some kind?" Yes, it is lobster sauce from Daddy's bamboo cock shaft. He teach me to suck dick, and his lobster sauce come out, make mess all over face, all over blouse. It was most fun."She failed to understand why the boy seemed so shocked. Perhaps he didn't understand. "I suck dick. I suck Daddy's. I do not like using real weapons for firearms training.” He reached behind his back and pulled out a pistol. “I’m dropping the magazine, and racking the slide, so you all can see that I do NOT have a live round in this.”Once he did that, he showed us that it was empty. “I know, you always consider guns to be loaded and live, that’s why I don’t like this. But, I’d like to see what you’d do in this situation.” He took half a dozen steps back, then brought the pistol up. “All right, all of you,. It appearedthat he had a lot of practice at this type of self-gratification honing his technique to a professionaledge. On the other hand I didn’t want to see another manpounding his pud no matter how artful he was about it. Atleast I didn’t think I did.Quickly lifting his head from the pillow he pulled hisnow totally uncovered, sweaty torso forward. He doubledhis body over at the waist as he positioned his mouthover his throbbing cock. His right hand worked the shaftwhile his left.