The punk got me twice in the leg before I bashed his skull in. I'm not a big man, but a quality metal bat can put a good sized dent into a skull, even...swinging wounded, and I was swinging for the fucking fences after the bastard put two .22 caliber rounds in me. Damn, that fucking hurt!The cops called this particular routine death a "self-defense" due to the slugs in my leg, my dishwasher and the dead computer. They actually paid more attention to the fucking dishwasher than to my leg. I heard. I finally had enough and yelled, "Oh god, stick your fucking fingers in me and fuck me! I want to cum on your hand so I can suck it clean."With that, she plunged her finger into my hole as far as she could. She didn't automatically pull it out, but moved it around as if she was searching for something. As soon as she found it, I knew what she had been looking for. She had found my clit and began feverishly flicking back and forth and soon inserted a second finger and was really making me. "Laura looks up at me confused.My wife gives a death stare.I grab Laura's hand and lead her to the bedroom."Daddy?" She says confused."Mommy is gonna watch me fuck you sweetie." I say matter of factly.Laura gasps and squeezes my hand.She looks back and forth at me and Mommy nervously.I look back and my wife is slowly getting up to follow us."Laura go get on the bed and take your clothes off..." I say. She lets my hand go and goes in.I stop in the hall and look at my wife.I grab her throat and. We're gonna put these panties on you and you're gonna piss in them too and then I'll fuck you with them on." Jim checked the size on the worn out panties label. Dora the Explorer adorned the front of the piss soaked cotton panties."They are size 10/12 girls panties. It will be tight but they will fit your little body." he commented as he leaned down and helped her put the panties on, pulling them up tight into her crotch as the previous little girls cunt juices and pee now invaded Yolanda's.