The 1st finger went in easy, so I put the second one too. And was even more curios if I can put in 3, I put my 3rd finger and she was gone mad. And ma...king loud noises was shaking my dick.I rolled her down and tried putting my dick. She said it won’t go in. I asked why? she said, it doesn’t. ” I enquiried with my gyne, he says it’s too small for sex.”I tried putting my dick in but, it didn’t go in. She said it hurts, I was trying to be sensitive as possible. And it was really irritating, and. "Mason assessed the situation instantly on entering the room. Grace backed against the wall to avoid his wrath but much to her surprise he went straight over to comfort Sierra. Two vivid welts decorated each buttock and blood tinged the vertical slashes across her back and thighs.Enraged at what had transpired, Mason strode toward the trader and kicked the corpse several times with all his strength. Harry restrained him, desperately trying to convince his boss that the Caliban was already dead. I shook and talked at each tent until the occupants told me they were awake, or at least until they grunted an acknowledgement.I reached Paul and Andy's tent, shook it and said, "Andy, get out of bed..." I waited. "Andy..."Paul laughed. "He's not in there, Kyle." What?" He didn't come to the tent last night." Where in the hell is he?" I asked.Paul just shrugged his shoulders. I found out where my brother had spent the night a minute later. Justin shook Heather's tent and got two replies, hers. Seems she had gotten herself into a really bad marriage. He had beat her and tortured her in a sexual way and had her dress in bondage slave clothing all the time.It was suggested I keep her dressed in a similar manner and to treat her better, but to give her pain now and then as she now can not have an orgasm without pain. As you might figure this was not what I had in mind. At first I thought this was just some bad joke, but upon opening the crate I learned otherwise. The crate had two doors.