Both his parents realize at the same time that they have to get going to work too.After saying their goodbyes, the boy grabs his backpack and is ready...to head out the door when he hears a thump upstairs. Since his room is over the kitchen, he knows exactly what it was, or at least who. He feels the slight movement in his jeans and instantly knows he can leave for school now. He drops his backpack to the floor and heads upstairs.Quietly opening his bedroom door, the boy slips in and shuts it.. Well seems it wasn't my lucky day, my second bad day in a row. Well, screw it, I thought. I will go to see a movie by myself. To make matters worse, the lines were long, and when I finally got into the theatre, the light were already low. I looked around, with my coke in my hand and it seemed like there weren't many people watching this movie, so there was enough place for me to sit down. I fumbled around in the dark till I found a seat in the very back row. Luckily it was an end seat, but. Lamont released the belt, gasping for air Lisa had her mouth wide open. Cyrus pushed the bottle deep into her mouth and started to pour the foul mixture down her throat.Lamont pinched her nose tight. Drink it, Ha Ha.Drink it you little Slut.The piss/beer flowed down her throat. The little girl scout piece of fuck meat, tied to the workout bench was taking a big cock fucking and drowned in beer/piss. Lisa started to choke and gag.She was convulsing. Cyrus pulled the bottle out and put his. Mae beg, “Oh Lawd, no Massa no, I gotta yougin sir with me. Her don’t need to see dis.” The Colonel looks down at the baby wrap in dingy rags and said, “That little pick-a-ninny is a sleep and she don’t know our pleasure, does she.” Before she could answer he reached out and ripped the front of Mae night dress. Here she was again revisiting her pass horrors, now with her baby present. Colonel Stockwell was rougher this time, still reeling from his wife interruption. Mae learned something from.