“Um, what did you say to her in Italian?” I asked casually.“I just called her ‘my little flower.’ You know; just what my uncle called her.�... I nodded my understanding.We took our beers out to the back deck and sat next to each other, facing the pool. “You’ve got a nice place here. Ah this is the life.” He sighed contentedly. “Well Brad did you enjoy my little party the other night?”“Sure Tony, it was great,” I said while thinking it was one of the most bizarre parties I’d ever been to. It was. Without water they stunk, yet another thing the kids at school picked on them about. She refused to endure the humiliation of washing up in gas station sinks. Cassidy had to be the strong one, for her brothers and sisters. It was she who would comfort them when they came home from school crying. She was the one that pulled the family together. Macy was not much help, claiming that her nerves were bad. It seemed that Macy liked to use that excuse a lot. She used her nerves as an excuse not to. "He helped her out of her clothes and then quickly undressed himself."Let's start with something simple for now," he suggested.Leading her to the swing, he helped her sit back in the wide middle strap and placed another wide support strap under her shoulders. He then showed her how to hold the upper bar for balance, if needed. He then lifted her legs in turn and placed her feet in the two stirrups, which he repositioned so that they supported her under her knees. When he finished getting her. She let out a whine as she felt a large ball at the entrance to her pussy and before she knew it his knot was inside her. Lesley let out a scream, shockwaves rocking through her pussy as the large knot slammed into her. Her head lolled, resting in the dirt while the dog knotted her. Marie continued to watch, fingering her cunt furiously as she watched this dog rape her whorish classmate. She didn’t feel sorry for her, she felt she deserved to be raped by this lowly dog like the bitch she was..