" I clicked onto my own profile and seen that I had garnered another f******n thousand views and three hundred and forty two followers. I took my phon... out of my pocket and checked the message that had given my perving away. I had two messages, one from Tommy saying that he was free at the weekend. I instantly felt like a cunt. I replied saying that I would talk to him in the morning. The other message was from an unknown number. I opened it, the nausea creeping up my throat as I read;"Mason,We. Martin looked over the scooter and said, “Nice. He’s going to like it.”Jerry went into his bedroom and, as he changed clothes, replied, “Yeah. I hope he likes it. I know he hasn’t said anything, but he thinks that I’m angry with him for losing the first scooter. Hard for him to realize that I was happier that he got away from his mother who would have killed him. I think that scooter probably saved his life and the fact that he lost it doesn’t matter a bit.”Martin called back, “Well, he’ll. ”“You really are a callous bastard aren’t you,” she retorted, “you just don’t see it as your problem at all do you, you fuck me, get me pregnant then just ship the problem on to someone else, meanwhile l have to marry a man who is incapable of fucking me properly because his dick is that small he can hardly get it in.”“Yes but you have fucked him haven’t you?”“If you can call it that,” she replied, “he tried to do it again last night, it was horrible, he was slobbering all over my face when he. My futa-cock erupted.The driver door wrenched open.I screamed out, “Sister Chastity Hope, drink down all my cum!”“Oh, my Lord!” a new voice gasped in shock. “What devilry is this?”Pleasure boiled out of my girl-dick. It pumped into Sister Chastity Hope’s hungry mouth. She gulped it down, swallowing it while her fingers wiggled in my spasming cunt. Pleasure rippled out of me as I squirmed on the seat. It shifted beneath me, the pleasure racing through my body. It was incredible.I was drunk on.