Little George was in a highchair between David and Darla. George's days in a highchair were about to end. Janice was helping June by serving the meal....f the meal was designed to prove that June could cook, she made her point. The table was set to perfection with David's finest linens, china, silverware and crystal, accessories his mother had selected for him. Candles provided the light except for the chandelier, which had been dimmed to its lowest setting.The meal started with a salad of baby. Once I understood the game, I moved closer, sat down, took careful aim, and shot at a group of three who were closest to Judy. I hit the one in the center, and his head and neck exploded from the impact of the slug. The debris field filled with his bone splinters, flesh, blood, and brain matter slimed the one to his right and splashed all over the front of one on his left.From there it was like shooting ducks in a kiddie pool. They kept trying to come to terms with what had already happened,. You ready for some more dick Bitch...' more laughter from the guys that was in the room. As I was gagging and vomiting the tears of anger, shame and humiliation streaked down my cum caked face. A voice said '... that pussy should be lose as hell now and well lubed. Shyt just about all of us has cum in that hole...' more laughter. Between the convulsions of my stomach and uncontrolled quivering of my body I tried to plead to be released. Fingers gripped my buttocks and spread them apart causing. We hadn’t spoken to each other much throughout the evening, things were still rather awkward between us. We were both aware that, whatever we’d agreed about not speaking of our feelings for one another again and carrying on with what was after all a beautiful and above all platonic friendship, things were different now. There was no getting away from the fact – something had to give, and that something was going to either make or break us. ‘All right?’ I asked. ‘Yeah. Pretty epic news tonight.’.
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