It was one of these weekends, which me and my best friend Collin never missed. Our parents knew we were staying at Blake's house, but had no idea abo...t the parties. It was usually around one in the morning when the rest of the party had to go home. This would leave just me, Collin, Blake, and Jen there and we would always hang out until early in the morning.This weekend was a little bit different. My friend Blake, who always was with a good looking girl, had a new girlfriend, who was with. Miiller positioned the dog on a haybale behind me. Then I felt something strange slide into my cunt as a heavy weight hit my back. Something squealed and Mr. Miller laughed yanking off the blindfold. His huge boar Hugo had his feet on the post next to me, and was driving his corked cock into my dripping cunt for all he was worth. You really are a fuckpig now, fucking a pig you nasty slut. Tell me how good it feels. I couldnt lie to him, he had turned me into the slut I was and he knew I liked. "Looks like you're totally spent. That's ok, my turn can wait until tonight." She kissed my neck. "Maybe there's something on TV now. You should come with me, we can find a movie." As she released my balls, she ran her fingers gently across them and then up the length of my shaft before turning away and leaving the room.After dinner we sat in the living room and watched a movie with Mom. Half way through, Abby left to take a shower and get ready for bed. My aided masturbation took enough edge. . just let us go ... we’ll leave him alone ... we’ll just go, please!” one of the few surviving Sparrows pleaded with me.“Nah, I think that you’ll just bring back word and hunt me down, plus make this man suffer more. I’m fresh out of mercy, anyway,” I said as I executed him.The other two Sparrows tried desperately to get away, but I was out of patience, and I didn’t want them retaliating against me or their victim. I fired a shot at each of them in quick succession and they fell to the ground,.