Making sure all went letter perfect she was at last needing to get ready. She brought some changes of clothing. Lights were set on a timer, dinner was...going to be served when she rang the bell. Standing before the floor length mirror she took special care with her hair. Braiding and hot curling it into a soft cascading of ringlet of curls around her face. Putting on the make-up went fairly quickly. She turned to the lingerie she wanted it to be tantalizing for his eyes and touch. Reaching for. Spunk stuck to his flesh and flooded every orifice.A shaft of light cut through the haze and he saw his cock was now plunging between the pink, pert buttocks of a pig; a well-fed, hairy pig, grunting and snorting with grotesque cries for him to keep going, to keep cumming. On and on, and on he plunged into the depths of depravity, seeking the ultimate high. The porcine squeals rose higher into the bleating cry of a horned goat; its puckered shaggy arsehole milking him urgently. Jimmy took hold. The ride from Stan Lubin's house had been a kaleidoscope of nightmares, and both mother and daughter had sat dazed, unable to speak to each other for the long, interminable minute it had taken to drive to the rear entrance of the club. Sam Zeigler had sat hunched over the steering wheel, chuckling lewdly from time to time, occasionally taunting the pretty wife and her teen-age child with obscene comments as to what was going to happen to them."I guess you're surprised to see your daughter here,. ”“Gaby’s already told me she wants you to fuck her, after I showed her the pic of your dick. I told her she’d have to wait until you’re seventeen. I had to tell her something, I wasn’t about to let her be your first. I want to be your first, and I want you to be my first.”“Do you ever think about anything other than sex?”“Guy, I think about you and me fucking every waking hour. I want your dick in my pussy so bad - sometimes I hurt down there. Just sitting here with your dick exposed and my.