He was straddling the shaft, the Cart’s left wheel was at a drunken angle but the seat and everything was still there so as I lunged forward, the seat caught him behind the knees and he fell back throwing his weight back behind the wheels and axle which over-balanced the Cart and brought the shaft up in to excruciatingly violently contact with my crotch, while he in his turn fell backwards into the seat, I staggered with the shock of the blow to my most tender parts but despite the pain and his considerable weight I just bolted for the moor and ran and ran and ran. Indian sex “In my special tail,” I said, well I couldn’t say up my bum could I?, “You can see the wires when I wear it,” I explained, “It runs over my thigh and spoils the line so I can’t use it for competitions.”
M. “Regular sex with me?” I suggested. “My god, you know I liked you a whole lot better with your gag in,” he snapped, but he was staring at Mummy, not me, her sex glistening and her nipples turning a strange deep purple colour through arousal and the effect of the clamps.
