She took her photos of Sammy connected to the enema machine, and added to that pictures of her making the smoothie, and a close-up shot she'd taken of...the smoothie being pumped out onto Sammy's tongue. In addition to this, she sat down to write a new note:"Humiliation Whore: Day 2 (2014)No matter what I try, I cannot find the depths of this girl's depravity. Please squeeze the bag of urine connected to her water bottle. We know it's disgusting, but she loves doing this in front of the crowd,. Completely crazy ... I mean. It's the way the universe apparently gets certain things done, because it's not coming from me."Coming up is another crazy coincidence. I'm going to hire a law firm to follow a young mother, with three daughters, who will be running from an abusive husband and father who has started to sexually abuse the girls. I can't tell you why I know that, you just need to understand that I do. I want to create a trust that will take care of them, including food, shelter,. I allowed her body to slip back down into the water.As soon as her feet found firm footing, the girl reached beneath the water and found my limp shaft. Her voice spoke quizzically, “Damn Dad, what the hell’s happened to my big boy cock?”I answered my curious daughter with merriment in my voice, “Babydoll, cold water and hard cocks are age-old, life-long sworn enemies. I’m afraid this creek has gotten the best of this battle.”This wickedly wonderful girl-child squeezed my drooping shaft and. It just felt like one continuous one. By the time she pulled away I knew I would always want it again and again. I looked over at Anthony. He was holding the camera in one hand and jerking off with the other. “God Becky that was so hot. I am so about to cum” he moaned. Becky crawled over, wrapped her lips around his cock and took his load down her throat. She looked up and smiled “I didn’t want you to mess up the floor” she said and laughed.The rest of the day was spent either Randy fucking me.