He made enough money that he could relax the wholesummer. Now he wasn't a slacker; he had worked hard as a chemistrymajor, and after three years o... college, his GPA was 3.90. Still, hefelt he owed himself a break, and this summer would be his lastchance, as he would be going to grad school the following year, andthat was a year round program. Nope, this summer he would spend indulging himself. The chatroomwas just one of his joys. It wasn't a sex site or anything like that;no, it. So after a few minutes of searching for the "right one", Steven comes back into the living room and puts it on."Don't judge me or anything...this is just something that kinda turns me on" Steven said."Ok, I won't" I replied.It was a "spy cam" pointed at a shower. I recognized the shower because it was mine! Soon after I realize this, I see myself walk into the bathroom and undress. You can't see through my curtains and it was a quick shower. But when I stepped out of the shower, I had a huge. As she neared the top of the steps she heard music in the distance, something bass-heavy and dancy. Feeling her pulse accelerate, she quickly found a bathroom, relieved herself, and went off in search of the source of the music. The cookies she had eaten were making her feel impulsive and fearless.After climbing several sets of stairs, the music growing louder and louder, she finally found herself walking into what looked what a nightclub: a cavernous room, dimly lit but strobing with color,. “I bet you look just like her don’t you! Her beautiful eyes and hair, a nice little pointy nose and a mouth that Daddy would love to fill with his cock.”Half of his cock filled her ass, Poppy’s knuckles white as she clenched her fists tight and screamed. The excruciating pain was like nothing she had ever felt as her young tender anal tract stretched under the fatness of his cock. The searing burn filled her, struggling to breath in the stuffy bag with a gag in her mouth, she tried to move her.