We both stared in shock at picture after picture, each more disgusting and disturbing than the last.The images were even more disturbing now that I kn...w that they were pictures of Dave's first wife. She was obviously not a willing participant. The almost constant look of horror on her face, the despair in her eyes, the hopelessness; it was almost more than either of us could stand. We were forced to watch a woman's destruction. We sat there, both of us working at our collars as if we could find. You guys don’t really need to hear about that,” she now says, referencing her period. “It’s all good!” J.J. replies reassuringly, even as the hippie now intently eyes his throbbing love worm, pulsating right in front of her face. She smiles wickedly, takes a deep breath and then grabbing J.J.’s ass cheeks with both hands, she deepthroats him in one gulp. “Holy shit!” the stud gasps in amazement, as he feels his love worm fully engulfed in the hippie’s mouth, her tongue wrapping itself around. Not just about the name, but about actually being on camera. It was then that she thought about something. She looked out the window, at the main house that sat on the side of the garage where she slept. She wondered for a second, if her father, or anyone else for that matter, would actually see her in porn, and what her father would think started to bother her. She stopped herself, and reminded herself that it didn't seem like her father cared what she did, so Clare had no problem with her. Now, maybe little 'Mat' would be your idea of a perfect child, but he sure wouldn't be mine! I want a real baby, a perfect baby, and I've finally found the right man to give me one. Now shut up, sit back, and enjoy the show. Sorry I forgot the popcorn!" He doesn't mind very well, does he?" Clyde smirked. "I hope the wimp doesn't give us this much trouble raising my baby for me." He'll do it with a smile if he ever wants a piece of this pussy again!" I shrieked."Fuck that!" Clyde snapped.