"Fuck me John, I want your big cock in me soooooo bad!! Fuck me on my parents bed!!" Don't have to tell me twice!!"I walked up and crawled ontop of he..., positioning my cock at the entrance of her pussy."This is gunna hurt for a while, but it'll feel great for both of us in a bit."I shoved into her pussy with a lot of force, apparently enough to push through her hymen. She began to cry out in ectasy and pain. I started kissing her neck as I bottomed out my cock and began pulling it all the way. "Ok then let me just stamp it here and your all set to begin preparing this pig for her spit" the man had said as he pressed his official alternative meat agency stamp to the empty square of Jessica's volunteer form it was now official Jessica was no longer human, just a little piglet waiting to be stuck with a spit. Jessica tried to scream and protest to the man feeling her up and inspecting her meat but it was no use he had seen to many meat-girls fight this way even the ones who volunteer so. So, where did you bury him?" Can't tell you yet. But don't worry, before we're through you'll have the evidence to back up all the stories."Mike couldn't believe the information I had, but he reminded me it didn't mean anything without evidence. And because the remains near the cemetery belonged to Jerry Stinner, Mike was beginning to believe all the stories were true.Even though it didn't have anything to do with my purpose for interviewing him, I wondered how Moose got along with his. I turn on the radio, to find disappointedly nothing but slow jams playing. All of which are so sexual I have to stop listening. At this time of night, every radio station assumes the lovers in every city are all wrapped up tight in each others arms, “baby making”. Casually I pick up a novel flipping to a random page which coincidentally is the first of several pages of a steamy love scene in explicit detail. After skimming a few lewd lines I have to put the book down in a hurry before I begin.