There was Chantelle, spread-eagled over a chair, ball gag stuffed in her mouth, restrained by her wrists and ankles to the chair legs. I then forced her to her knees onto a sofa cushion and stuffed the dildo gag into her mouth and fastened it behind her head. Apparently, everything was looked after. “I gave him head for the pizza! Kaylee gingerly got up and brought the dildo to Chantelle. “I never had an enema,” Kaylee finally spoke “What are we going to do?”
“You will learn, very soon.” I answered brusquely “You will also perform whatever act I demand. I’ve got a tarp in the garage, and enough baby oil for the both of you to get nicely oiled up. “Mike?” she asked, in a quiet respectful tone “Can you leave us alone for a few minutes please? She had kept up a constant moaning around his penis and eventually it took its toll on the lucky boy. With the dildo’s small protrusion into her own pussy, Chantelle was starting to build towards her own orgasm, wildly fucking Kaylee’s ass with deep strokes.
