"I'll call the garbage company and have a brand new dumpster placed just inside the alley with holes drilled and then place the slut where her husband...can tape her talking to john's and then change to another hole in the front to get her servicing him. I'll have it prepared for locks and have them get a couple of padlocks and then lock it up so no one can use it for trash." Mr. S responded after a moment's thought. "I'll take care of that and calling Tony before we leave here." He stepped from. I confessed my inexperience with enemas, and Molly really perked up. "Wow!" she exclaimed, you've never enjoyed water sports?" She continued, "A good t-girl always douches before anal sex." "First, because it feels wonderful; and second, a lover always appreciates a clean t-girl pussy."Molly took my hand, pulled me up off the couch and said, "Sister, let me teach you."Leading me to her bedroom, Molly had me lay down on her bed and instructed me to wait. Being a good girl, I waited (and rested). The next day Jane called and she was in tears. Ron had taken one look at her in one of her new outfits and told her that if he wanted a hooker, he'd go out and get one. That was the straw that broke the camel's back. After spending two hours on the phone with my wife, Jane left Ron and moved back home with us. I wasn't keen on the idea, but those of you who are married and have children know how mothers can be. Bottom line was that I had no say in the matter anyway.Now, the kids had been grown. And dont think about biting my dick. Im not allowed to kill you… but Im allowed to make your screams of pain so loud your parents will hear you from here without a camera. You got all that you fucking little cunt? I started crying again, and my assailant used the opportunity to shove his fingers in my mouth and force it open all the way. He pushed me around until I was in profile for the camera and he dropped his pants. Out sprang a cock that looked dangerously large. Without ceremony, he.