My balls slapped against her asshole, and her balls and cock thudded against my pelvis every time I thrusted. I watched her stomach as a bulge appeare... each time my rod was fully inside of her wet twat. I felt myself edging closer and closer to climax. By this point, Sara was screaming in pleasure. Her pussy, absolutely dripping, made wet sucking sounds each time I slammed into it. Her oversized cock swayed and bounced, splashing precum across the walls and floor of the bathroom stall. I. ? Leaning on the chain,I was increasing the excruciating straining in my shoulders. I could see reflection of mybody on the polished marble floor.? Acold neon glare in Mistress Aphrodite?s studio made my refection appear paleand lean ? almost insubstantial.? Thereflections of steel chains seemed to have more substance. I could also see reflectionsof Mistress Aphrodite?s black boots as well as their material counterparts inwhich she walked around me.? A thin cropshe was using on me was also well. The next day he would continue fucking me all over the house and in every position. He asked me if I liked fucking the men like a common slut. I told him I loved the fucking they gave me. I just loved to fuck as my dad did.At the next poker game as I was serving drinks my dad then stripped me naked right there at the table. He then layed me on the table and told two men to suck my tits as another ate my pussy. Soon all the men were naked and taking turns sucking my tits or eating my pussy. Dad. Britney Spears' tormentor now lay dead in the woods, the Wolves devouring his flesh as predators do.Britney had finally gotten away from the clearing and stopped to catch her breath. She looked at what little clothing she had managed to grab in her escape and was ashamed to see that all she took with her was her g-string panties, and her T-shirt.She couldn't hear her attacker's cries for help and feared the worst, but at this point she didn't much care what had happened to the man.The bushes.