”“Lucky for us the police are too stupid or too lazy, made our life easier for sure.”“I am gonna fuck dat little white ass one mo time. Den it... bye bye bitch.”“Dead Bitches tell no tales.”He threw Lisa, half unconscious over a table. Cyrus held her arms and Lamont had her pinned.“Fuck dat ass yo sure is tight.” “Gotta git my knife.”Lisa felt the knife cutting her ass, slicing and slicing.”Lamont rubbed his cock in the blood and then started to ram his dick in her ass.“Now Dats what I talkin. Her beautiful thighs stood elegant and strong, leading up to her panties which curved perfectly over her pussy. I could feel pre-cum oozing out of my shaft as I watched her body almost about to explode. “Well, what do you think?” she said slowly walking up to me and laying a hand on my shoulder, looking me right in the eye.“It’s…it’s great. It’s perfect,” I said.“Really? Why thank you, Byron. That’s so sweet of you.” she said in an erotic voice.“Anytime,” I managed to say with a slight smile.. Although he didn't purposely intend for her to see him looking, he didn't try to avoid her seeing him either.It was about 8 PM, when Maggie asked permission from her mom and dad to spend the night at her friend Joni's house, and within a few minutes, the little pre-teen was gone. As darkness was descending, Stan, Martha, and their 13-year-old daughter moved inside the house.It was only a matter of minutes before Martha had passed out on the couch. Father and daughter kibitzed a bit, and then. Then I began a sentence about the girdle. I paused andmade a sad little sound as I reached for a cherry-colored marker. Hatingwhat I was doing, I wrote 'The way the girdle pushes on my bottom makesme worry that you'll use a butt plug on me. This foundation garmentwould hold it firmly in place. If you left the plug in, it would be likeI was being violated non-stop the entire time.'SATURDAY: I was sitting on the floor in front of our big recliner, whichTanya was occupying. She draped on leg.