Fit Teen Babe Soaks Through Her Pants

“OH GOD,” Pinkie exclaimed as the ropes unwound and the blood rushed back into her breasts. “OH GOD, I CAN’T TELL YOU HOW THAT FEELS,” she cried out as the men volunteered to massage her poor breasts. “WHIND THE CORDS BENEATH THE SKEWERS” Tallesman ordered. “WE’RE GOING TO HANG HER AGAIN, ONLY THIS TIME WE’RE GOING TO SWING HER AROUND BY HER TITTIES, AREN’T WE SWEETIE?” he smiled his toothy grin as the ropes were secured to the skewers so that they couldn’t slip off of her big saggin’ titties. Standing tall in her clear plastic “fuck me” heels, Pinkie was even more scared of being lifted by her tits, than last time. With her arms and wrists still cuffed behind her back, Pinkie stood bravely in front of the dozens of spectators as they began to small tits lift her by her breasts, teen again. “OH JESUS !” she cried out as the cords pulled tight and began to stretch her boobs like taffy before Pinkie even began to feel herself being lifted off the floor as she stood under the spot lights. “OH FUCK, CUNT, FUCK,” Pinkie cried out as her breasts began streching like dough making a bowl of crimson flesh at the end where the skewers pierced her flesh. “LIFT HER UP - SO WE CAN PUNISH HER,” Tallesman ordered as Zin walked up and began sucking her shaved cunt. With his hands under her thighs, he pushed his face so hard into her wet gash, he nearly forgot that they were there to punish her big, beautiful boobs. Although masturbation still stoned from the drugs she’d taken earlier, Pinkie was no longer freightened about what damage she was now doing to her breasts....and she didn’t give a shit what Tallesman did to her breasts anymore. Now filled with saline, pierced and tattooed, she was determined to punish her tittie amateur sacks to the max now that she was Tallesman’s sex slave. “GO Ahead, STRETCH ‘EM AS FAR AS YOU WANT TO,” she offered as she ascended up above the stage, now strangely dangling like a fish from her skewered big titties. “STRETCH ‘EM HOWEVER YOU WANT, MASTER,” Pinkie offered, her boob muscles slowly tearing away as she dangled about by her distended breast flesh. “GO ON, PUNISH THE BITCHES BOOBS,” shouted Zin. “OH YEA, THAT’S IT. WHIP MY TITTIES GOOD! WHIP ‘EM HARD!” she groaned. Her tits were still burning from the candles and the pressure of the ropes and she felt a tingling deep babe in cunt. “IT HURTS GOOD, GO ON STRETCH THEM,” she volunteered as they began to spin her about gently. “RAISE HER HIGHER!” Tallesman demanded in an angry tone as he signaled to Zin to crank up the winch raise Pinkie higher above the stage under the bright spotlights. The men began to spin her about, tugging on her legs and slapping her ass as she hung above the stage. “THAT’S IT, STRETCH THOSE FUCKIN’ BOOBIES. LIFT HER HIGHER. She has two tanks of Nos. She kept on her leg warmers, though. Apparently Tom made a little extra letting couples get it on in his attic. Then it came to the time to drop my little skirt. You can keep him company.” But that was quickly turning into a losing battle. I stopped at the service babe station. I thought for sure this was the end, but she relaxed as I started to massage her lower back firmly. You cried yourself to sleep that night. Cameras recorded this, broadcasting it on cable networks, free of the FCC and their puritanical rules. It felt weird as hell going into the lingerie section to pick out some clothing. Synthia bucked under his hands, the breaths she could draw when their lips weren’t passionately locked short and ragged, her back arched and her hard nipples pointing at him. Tiffany worked furiously to get him off. I was so worried!” She advanced forward, moving to envelope her friend in one of her usual bear-like hugs. "Get up and lend a hand; amateur masturbation you don't gotta eat 'em, but you have to help." “You see her eyes, they nearly popped out of her head” Cathy giggles. I reached my peak, my fluids shot inside her vagina as it clenched tight on my cock. "If we are to be honest with you she deemed you her better." I placed a hand between her legs and felt string coming from her pussy, so enquired why did she have string in her pussy, Silvia declared at certain times of the month mummy’s lose eggs from their nests and the eggs make a mess, so they have to wear a thing in their pussy, next she took me to the bathroom where Silvia stood over the toilet with a handful of tissues and pulled on the string, l have to say it did turn my stomach the first time, after she wiped herself then held a tube to her pussy lips and told me to push the tube, after fitting that first tampon l have fitted fresh small tits towels every time she teen is having her period. It was the last day with the Jeep, therefore my last day of me being their sex slave and I was hoping that it would be an incredibly sex filled day. “Yes, definitely a possibility.” The man said and sat down. Gross.” “I’m not sure if we can even have kids!”