All while covered in a mixture of his filth and her own. So, before you call the next part of my story bullshit, you have to remember that they were i... love, or whatever was the closest thing a whore like her could call love.See, after a while, I realized she wasn't getting FAT off the slops I fed Brutus - he'd knocked her up. Her tits were swelling with milk, and Brutus would chew on them whenever he wanted some. She loved it, stroking his fur and kissing him gently while he sucked the pig. Sensing his inexperience, I hastily took my panties off and scrunched them into a small ball, took a deep breath and walked out the few steps, and towered over him, at the end of the row.He looked at me nerviously and I idled in beside him, taking the seat next to him, looking intently into his eyes and smiling.I settled into the seat and leant across to him reaching out to the hand-held device, and turning it to face me, not threatening, just motherly, and causually watched for a moment at the. I blush embarrassed I was enjoying the raping. Suddenly another device clamped down on my clit. It takes all restraint to keep from screaming. It clamps down tighter and tighter, I pull at the bonds, screaming inside my head, but just moaning loudly out loud. My clit feels completely crushed, my mind explodes with pain. He continues fucking me, but now it hurts beyond compare with the clamp on my clit. But somehow, I feel the burning passion I had before building up again&hellip, even through. He takes a medication for stress. If he forgets to take them or drinks alcohol, he gets loud or aggravated. He's been really good about taking his medication for quite a while now. He's always under a lot of stress." Carly, about the day you were with Wayne." I already told you everything. I'm not going to sit here and repeat it on a tape recorder." Carly, we just need some clarification and also your fingerprints." Fingerprints? For what? I told you he was there for Christ's sake."She was.