"What do you think your little charlene would make of all this?"Lorraine watched in fascination as bernice rammed her large clit intojasmine's helples... face over and over, using jasmine's own pinned-up hairfor traction. The incongruity of that hard cock poking out below anultra-feminine babydoll, sliding in and out of a now lipstick-smearedmouth belonging to a sissy who looked almost perfectly like a female wasalmost overwhelming. She tried to picture charlene (who as far as Sheknew has never. " She yelled as she raked a heel down the shin of her assailant. He manhandled her towards the small dark room that was to be her home for the next weeks. "Hey you great lunk, be careful with the merchandise," her kidnapper admonished. "We don't want this one bruised."Chapter 1 : He Ain't A Heavy ... He's My BotherJust listen to that, will you? That's the sort of thing I have to put up with all the time and I'm telling you, it ain't fair.The fucking captives feel they've got free reign to take. Well, I do... you're young and you are horny. You know how dangerous that was, don't you?" Yes, mum. I'm sorry. I promise I'll never do it again."When Helen didn't say anything back to him, Mark lifted himself up on his elbows to raise his head and look at his mother. Helen looked back at him, and smiled. The she ran her tongue around her lips again to get the last of her son's young teenage sperm, making sure the he was watching her as she swallowed it."Now let's not be to rash, and don't make. It was light. Outside the cabin's picture window, the sky was blue, the ground white and beautiful. The air in the cabin was a bit chilly. The stove was probably down to just warm coals. She looked at the dog, waiting anxiously."OK, let's do this before I fall back asleep." Throwing the covers aside, she slipped her feet into her slippers and started her day.Jeff woke in a strange bed.He blinked. No. He knew this one. He had been in it before. So. The second time he had awoken in it. Not AS.