**(W/M) Winner/Male(W/F) Winner/Futa(L/M) Loser/Male**(L/F) Loser/FutaTL:DR - Skip to chapter three to avoid introductionDISCLAIMER: ANYTHING CONTAINE... IN THIS STORY IS PURELY FICTION, DO NOT IN ANYWAY ATTEMPT TO RECREATE ANY OF THE SCENARIOS IN THIS, NOR BELIEVE ANY OF THIS IS A REALISTIC INTERPRETATION OF REALITY, IF YOU EVER DECIDE FETISHES INVOLVING NON/CON AND VIOLENCE IS ACCEPTABLE IN REAL LIFE, SEEK HELP IMMEDIATELY.You found a book, you've taken to mentally calling it, "the book," a. As I said, you may be just drunk. Now let's go outside and I will give you a lesson."The man tried to get up and had to do this a few times before he gained his feet. The man's friends pleaded for him and I said, "I can put off this for a few weeks if you need the time to recover." I don't need to recover. I can take you now." Rome has fallen on hard times if you are the one that is supposed to keep the peace." I had not got up or made any hostile gestures and the man tried to strike me with. “I want to be your whore, Mommy.” “Well Cassy! That’s an unusual thing to ask. I guess yeah, you can be my whore if you want. Hey, how about I be your whore?” Cassy didn’t need to reflect on this – “That’ll be fun, won’t it, Mommy? We can take turns being each other’s whore. And then when Daddy comes home, you can be his whore and then I’ll be his whore. I really like it when he sticks his dick in me and then comes, too.” “Me, too, baby, me too.” Cassy told Mommy she loved watching. She pushed it down up to the end cotton onlywas visible, pulled it slowly out, pushed it back in and went on a few times.She was surprised I did not scream or react painfully. ?I?m used to it? Ismiled to her. She started laughing and pulled it out.? She kissed me with passion on my lips,pushing her tongue deep inside my mouth. I pulled her to me and held her in myarms. ?You passed you entrance test with success? she whispered. ?Please takeme, I need it!? I gently pushed her to the grass, and.