But what else was she supposed to do!? She thought to herself. Getting drunk was the only way she could even imagine of having the courage to do this....Anna was a loving wife and loyal to her man and now? She was standing on main road at eleven on a Friday night “pretending” to be a fucking prostitute!! It was her perverted husband’s idea she told herself, but she knew it got her pussy soaking wet when he told her how he fantasized her getting her brains fucked out by some stranger for cash!And. Fear and conditioning to do whatever they want. Do whatever they want and they will break your glasses but they won’t beat you up. Say whatever they want you to say and they won’t throw you around by the hair. I realize I am stroking my neck and I do not have long hair anymore. It disappeared in the last five weeks. I don’t remember them very well. ‘What room? We’re gonna throw out her pop. All she eats is fucking shit and it’s bad for her baby. She’s like a killer in advance.’ Patty rolls the. I rolled over on my stomach, putting my fingers inside my wet pussy, I started to rub my clit. I could hear my father in my dream.“You fucking little slut”Just thinking about those words made my pussy throb. I was so close to cuming when I heard the door of my bedroom open and my father's voice call me.“Christi?”I answered him.“Daddy?”He opened the door further and walked in. Just like he had in my dream, he walked across the room and sat down next to me on my bed.“Baby girl, I am so sorry.”He. "We have no objection to all of you fucking her or letting her suck you off. I only ask that you allow me to record it for our own pleasure later. I assure you that the recording is for our private use. You may now proceed, those of you who don't mind being recorded."Nobody seemed to mind. Evan picked up the camera as two of the men cleared off a sturdy table and placed Kat on her back. Her head hung down over one edge and her butt was on the opposite edge.At first the men just explored her.