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After breakfast, Jon told me to help him with the scaffolding poles. We built what was a bit like a big bed but about 10 foot long and six foot wide; but there were only 2 cross members and one missing from one of the ends. Jon then put some padding that looked a bit like some of the insulation that plumbers put on pipes, but bigger, on the 2 cross members. He then finished-off by adding some straps that looked like car seat belts, from side to side, across the top. At the time, I had no idea what it was for, but I found-out later. After lunch Jon told me to go and cover my whole body with sun protection cream and then come outside, minus the dress that I was wearing. He then told me to walk to the middle of the sborrata italiana ‘bed’ and bend over the middle bar and grab the top French Italian bar. He then proceeded to tie my wrists to the top corners and put one of the straps under my forehead and another under my chest, just below my breasts. I then had to lift my legs one at a time while he tied my ankles to each of the bottom corners. This left me looking as if I was lying face down on a bed about 3 feet above the ground. The only problem was that the only things between me and the ground were a bar under my waist and 2 straps under my chest and my forehead. This left my pussy easily available for him to just walk in from the bottom of the ‘bed’ and do whatever he liked. In a way, it was quite comfortable. Jon did take advantage of my position and gave me a right good humping; and I couldn’t even see him. Later that day he released me and then tied me back on, but facing the sky and humped me again. As soon as he had finished he put a butt plug in my hole and told me to keep it in until I went to bed that night. This left me full of his sperm. We went to the pub that night and it was quite uncomfortable; and I’m sure that one or two people caught a glimpse of the plug. Sunday June 28 As it was a warm day Jon decided Italian Grandmother that we would go for a walk in this large park. Quite a nice place really, with hills, wooded area, a small lake, acres of grass, and a golf course. I had to wear the dungaree dress which, when I was Italian Matures just stood there, felt as if I had nothing on. The straps were on my shoulders and the front rested on the tops of my breasts, but apart from that there was no other body contact and when I looked down at the sides of my waist I could see right down the inside to the ground. We walked for Hot Italian MILF ages, enjoying the warm weather and ended-up in the wooded area. This had some open areas in it with grass and picnic tables. There was an out of the way little grassed area and Jon decided that we could improve our all-over tan. After we had been laying there for a while I fell asleep and the next thing I knew there was a couple of teenage boys riding their bikes straight at me. They managed to miss me and disappeared into the trees. I stood up and looked for Jon, but couldn’t see him. I put my dress on and went and sat at the picnic table and waited. I didn’t have to wait long before he came out of the trees fastening his zip. We went home, covered ourselves with sun tan lotion and spent the afternoon sunbathing in the back garden. Jon told me to keep my legs wide open so that the insides of my legs didn’t stay white. Week commencing June 29 Jon went away on the Tuesday morning, and didn’t come home until the Friday evening. Nothing interesting happened that week, even the trip to the supermarket was boring. Saturday July 4 Lindsey reached between us and began to remove my pants. This snapped my mother out of Italian Matures her watching us and she turned and left. “Well, according to his wife she told the judge that he assaulted you and threatened everyone in the restaurant. We will play in pairs my friends with their wives and me with vishnu as my partner. How’s she feeling? Since there is no oxygen, can smoke even be in outer space!? I personally have no problem with the sborrata italiana escorts, naturally, but I don’t want their pimps hanging around and intimidating people who really belong there. I threw a look over my shoulder, watching her right boob bouncing, the left wanting to break free of her corset. Then he started laughing. The only thing that has made sense is that it Italian Grandmother has a lot to do with the left brain right brain issue. French Italian “Cum in me!” she moaned. The pregnancy had made Carole’s 34 d-cup tits grow to a very large size...like an f-cup. This hot, incestuous wave of rapture shot through me as Mommy stroked me. Jaya made Rekha lean back so her t-shirt and Hot Italian MILF bra could be removed.

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