"Let's take a shortcut" he said suddenly and I agreed, not wanting to end this walk too soon. We eventually came to an open field and I noticed an ol... farmhouse off to one side. By now I was feeling very anxious, wondering what he had in his mind. We walked over to the house, "Ever been here before?" he asked. "No' was all I could say. "Come on then" and he led me into a side door that had been opened and had me go into into a large room filled with old trash. Before I could do anything, he. He was smiling dazedly at her. “Was that good?” he asked. “I… Yeah, but Andy… why? You’re gay, you have a boyfriend! Why did you do… this… all of a sudden?” Clara felt her confusion coming back again, but an idea was starting to form in her head. Andy frowned. “My boyfriend. Right… I forgot,” he said looking confused. “I’ll have to break up with him” He looked upset for a second, but then he smiled. “I have you, though. Everything will be okay. I love you,” he said happily. Clara was. Scott’s other hand moved to grab my boobs, and he started squeezing them. He felt my erect nipples and kept fucking my pussy. “Tell me, Mom. Do you like it?” Scott asked. My pussy was getting so wet, and as I wasn’t doing anything with my hand so it felt like someone was fucking me with a cock. I arched back as Scott pushed the dildo a little deeper. My eyes got closed, but I was still moaning, and asking Scott to stop it. I didn’t realize when he undid his pants and took out his cock, but when. Its surface was lightly padded and it had, as its only modification, at the head and foot, leather wrist and ankle restraints. Between Brett, Olga and Jane, they lifted the inert and barely conscious girl on to the cot. Brett pulled out a white bottle from the cabinet that was under the cot and poured some of the liquid on Lynette's lacerated back.The effect was instantaneous. With a bloodcurdling scream, Lynette jumped off the bed, her eyes wide open, and ran around the stage. She caught sight.