It soon became clear to me what was about to happen, and I was
scared. The two big ones started to untie me, keeping a tight hold, and
the third started to pull on straps that made up this sling into which
they were going to place me. I tried to struggle, but was too weak, and
they eventually got me tied into the thing. I was positioned faced up,
with my legs spread and raised a bit, and my hands tied underneath me.
The blond was greasing up my asshole with something really slick
(crisco, I imagine) and the other two were pulling on the pony’s dick,
which was growing longer. And longer. My eyes grew wide, such that one
of the thugs grinned and nudged the other. He only looked at me
quickly, then away.
Shivamasjes keeps moving on. Enjoy your last hours at the city with our pearls… You’ll never forget your stay here.