Beth quietly following them with, for the first few steps, her hand cupped over one of Katie’s bum-cheeks, fingers prodding the crack. Stepping out the door of the Shack, Katie got her first look at the preparations her family had made for her. Near the barbecue pit, which already was filled with glowing coals laced with slabs of hickory (Cheryl told her) was japanese a long table setup with the lingerie lengths of twine lying across it: the trussing table. Lying along its length was the familiar glinting stainless steel spit and its little anal-balancing brother. Over a big part of the yard was one of those party awnings, with hundreds of balloons affixed to the upper parts of it, floating gaily skyward. Under the awning were a number of tables and chairs set for four but easily adaptable to any arrangement. Potted flowers were arranged around the whole affair. Katie’s favourite music was being piped in. Along one side was a train of linen-covered tables laid out to be for buffet-style dining. Next to that, a stocked bar. The weather had cooperated; it was a sun-strewn perfectly warm day. Most of the invited guests had come for the full ceremony: the spitting, the cooking, the eating. In the hours that it would take Katie to become completely well-done, while they could watch, there was lots of booze, camaraderie and, probably, considerable acts of wanton sex; these events had become such a great excuse as all norms tended to be shelved babe for the duration. Daddy led his daughter over to the trussing table and held her hand as she climbed onto it. For a moment, she sat on the edge, smile gleaming, her arms waving as if she were on a carnival float. “Thank you so much everyone! Enjoy! Enjoy – me!” Somewhat ceremoniously Dave reached over with a small pincher and snapped Katie’s meat tag off her clit. To the side were three chairs occupied by the three Starbuck’s young boys, pants shed. Cheryl was in front of them on stockings her knees, shuffling along sucking one, then the other, then the other. Like she was playing a penis xylophone or something. Pausing on occasion for a lovely ball-tickle and squeeze. Teasing the hell out of them. Taking a second to look over the crowd, she was quite sure she could identify which ones were these kids’ parents, judging by their envious asian smiles. Dave had the twine in his hand and was getting Katie into position, legs up, arms up, tying her down, then turning her over onto her back. She ended up trussed tightly with her asshole and cunt sticking out, wonderfully available. Dave turned and signalled Cheryl and the boys, who had been briefed by Cheryl. They marched over in line to the trussing table. Dave pulled Katie down the table a bit so her cunt was in essence hanging off the end of it. “Hi, Tom,” she said. “Hi,” Tom said as he allowed Cheryl to guide his cock into Katie’s cunt, this way of proceeding having been Katie’s request; she was keen on her sister’s participation when feasible. Eventually, all good things japanese must come to an end. The creature’s toothy grin came very close to Savannah’s before his mouth opened. She was smiling with pleasure as we were, and her eyes were sort of glazed as we, in effect, all worshipped our sex Goddess. This was a fun game. But nothing had happened for three days. I stuck out my tongue and let his cum fall on it. I avoided her pelvic region altogether, both front and back. Six goblins came up to me and pressed their gold into my hands, breaking me from my trance. She was lingerie sick 65 years ago too. Which I took, with the still camera feature of the computer's video camera. He was lying down after a hard fuck, and Ponni had gone to wash herself. Wow, how original. She was bawling her eyes out, the quiet kind where you weren’t doing it for attention or anything – you were doing it because your life was as good as over. Jill and I walk hand in hand to the kitchen. I don't know what . . . That wonderful moment of eruption. I reached up to her hand and held it gently. He tried calling back but got only a dial tone. "Now, I have one more spell." It was perfect.” We walked straight through stockings the reception at the guy’s hotel and got into the lift. Together babe she and her comrade scanned the faces of everyone in the room; slowly and deliberately they exchanged gazes with each of us, in an "Eye of the Tiger" moment. Once they were clear, the soldiers let out an exasperated breath. He stopped moving, which I knew meant that he was locked in her and swelling up inside; he would soon begin pumping semen. I'm so horny. I had no idea if this early twenty something white girl was a lesbian. “I want you to love me, Jim. My tongue darted out and I sunk it down in between the lips. "Good," the man acknowledged, sounding pleased. In the ladies room, and after insuring we were alone, I told her, "The guy who just came in, the one sitting right behind you, that's Cock Man." real hard and yet nice and soft at the same time. She finally sat back down and we started the movie. My breasts jiggled and swayed. After awhile he got two fingers inside and her asshole really began to loosen up. As asian he was pumping in and out, Ralph said, “It’s nice to have you naked and ready.” It wasn’t long before I felt his penis swell and begin pumping his ejaculate into my womb. Sally tossed the form back at him and stomped out of the library.