Quandary

Bobbi is definitely the girl from next door. She is a very nice person, always saying hello and being friendly to everyone. If she was your daughter, you'd never know what she was getting up to in her spare time. You'd see her grades when she came home during the semester break. Everyone would hear how you raised a great girl. Totally, blissfully clueless that she's cramming as many cocks as she possibly can in every hole she has and otherwise generally engaging in the most depraved and perverted sexual escapades known to mankind, because the straight up sex alone isn't even enough. You know, just for fun and variety, our good girl has to indulge in some hardcore S&M. Bobbi, as always, was all smiles when she walked into our basement armory. The second-floor makeup room was a clean, pleasant place to trim and polish her hair, and she had gotten a new manicure. The hair and makeup lasted about five minutes, give or take. I bolted her to the floor naked on her back, with her legs strapped open and up, cunt and asshole spread wide and went to work. I clamped the tits of her legs, locked her mouth with a mouth ring, and placed a dildo attached to a stick in both her asshole and cunt, so that she could feel her own juices. I stood on her to get more leverage with the pole. What do you think of your girl?