Dont worry, said Karen.
Its for our own private collection.
If you don want us, to keep it, you can take asses fisting it away with you asses fisting.
Anne said she didn mind, if it was for their private collection.
The men asses fisting, went downstairs, and Karen asses fisting, got a drink, and a joint for her and Anne.
By the time, they had finished their joint, the men came back into the room.
Nicky, had on, a asses fisting blue leather pantaloon, which was asses fisting like a pair, of skin tight cycling shorts.
They were skin tight, and his big cock, was straining in them, and was very prominent.
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Bob, had on a pair of leather wrestling boots, and a leather set of straps, which entwined around his cock, and balls.
It really emphasised his cock, which was an inch bigger than Nickys, at 10 inches.
But wasn asses fisting as thick as Nickys.
Karen, told both men, to kneel on the sofa.
They did so, and Anne could see, Nickys ass, straining in the tight pants, with Bobs straps, being backless, you could see his ass-hole And he hadn asses fisting one single hair, on his body.
Karen led Anne across, to the two men.
She told Anne, to slap Bob, on the ass, with her cat.
Anne hit him, but Karen told her, it wasn hard enough.
She raised her crop, and brought it down, with an almighty crash, on Nickys ass.
He let out a yell, thats the way to asses fisting punish them asses fisting, said Karen.
Try to hit Bob again.
Anne smashed the whip, over Bobs arse.
He whimpered asses fisting, and thanked Anne.
Karen told both men they could sit down now.
They sat on the sofa, facing asses fisting the two women.
Karen put her dildo, in their faces, and told them to take a turn each, of sucking it.
Each man sucked on the head of the dildo, and she told asses fisting Anne, to kneel on a chair, which was asses fisting in front of the couch.
With the head of the dildo, wet.
Karen unzipped the crotch, of Annes leather pants, and put asses fisting the head, against Annes pussy lips.
