“You remember fucking me in our flat when I pooed all over you ?” Timmys penis got harder as he grunted “Yeah”. “Come out side Timmy and I�...�ll bend over so you can screw me and I can shit again on you”Betty slid out of the bed and took Timmys hand as they went the few steps out of the door and over to the stream running through the open trough across the grass. Ken had woken and watched as his wife and the 11 year old stopped straight in front of him just outside the door. Betty had begun. His mouth followed his eyes in a movement as natural as breathing. This was not just pleasuring an eager woman with his knowing tongue but somehow entirely new and pure. He felt like an Arthurian knight, on a pilgrimage, having at long last found the Holy Grail, and so he sipped from her precious cup. As he loved her, her hands tangled in his hair, and he sensed by the tension in her taut body that she was trying not to cry out in bliss. Like him, she could not bear to be discovered and. Tears were rolling down and dripping from the edge of my nose as, staring at the ground, I figured that I was helpless. He would rape me and I couldnt prevent it. My crying became uncontrollable, covering the table with tears, but my constraint, my fear, my suffering meant nothing to him. In no time he was stroking my tight firm ass and his fingers were fiddling over my panties, reaching my fresh pussy. I gasped in anguish when I felt him pulling the edge of my underwear aside. I could only. "You will never have sex with men again", laughed the cruel Brunette. The two women didn't want to do this or give up men. But if they disobeyed Anita, the Goddess Diana would punish them and send them straight to Hell. Their breasts and cunts were mashing against each other as they acted like lesbian porn stars for several minutes before Anita told them to stop and they obeyed. The women were not as tall as Anita and she looked them over from her superior height. Anita stood in front of Karen,.