”I stood up and stripped.“Stacy. Repeat after me and believe every word you say.”“Yes, master ... daddy.”...“My name is Stacy Childers. My...father, Lawrence Childers, created me with his seed. I owe my existence to him and I love him for it.”Word for word, she repeated it, a huge smile on her face and a single tear running down her cheek.“ ... My name is Stacy Childers. I love being with my lover and showing the world how much he means to me. I always want to look my best in public for him and I. Her own parents never would have stood for her romance with Clete.My God! What was that? For a moment, she'd thought she saw eyes, burning eyes like glowing coals in that brush! What on earth could it be? Maybe, she'd better start running... Lobo anticipated the long, dark-haired teenager's frightened move seconds before she made it, and with furtive swiftness bolted from his hidden place to confront her there on the narrow verandah of the house!In overwhelming horror, Nancy froze! She stared. My insides immediately went wobbly. Donna started to move it around, and my whole body tingled, centered on whatever spot the tip of the little buzzing object of pleasure was touching. Donna worked her usual magic with her tongue and her fingers, but now she had this additional thing to drive me crazy. She used each weapon of her arsenal in each sensitive spot, from deep inside me to my clit, knowing just when to move on to the next spot. When the explosion finally came, I clenched down on the. Clothed in the black robes, and only those robes, were four young men who revealed their sex and their intent by loosening the leather cords at their waists so their naked loins were visible in the soft candlelight. The light was soft; their cocks were hard. Tears were streaming down the cheeks of each of the three naked girls.Brenda's eyes were wide open in disbelief as she watched the four robed figures who wore horror film masks, two had donned Freddy Masks and two were wearing Scream Masks..