“When does she get the rings fitted?” “That will be the last thing,” said Mr Faisal, “she needs to heal first. She will wear the tunnels for...now. We have the rings here ready though.” He produced a small box, which he opened. Inside were four highly polished stainless steel rings, two very large and two slightly smaller. Mary looked at them. They did not look at all like the ones that Betty was wearing. There was no ball, just a cut between the ends of the ring. She reached out and lifted one. Chase digested the information I had dispensed. He glanced at me as he removed his notebooks from a worn satchel. I noticed that one of the notebooks was labeled Business Management and the other one read Applied Business Theories, the two classes we had together."We'll walk down the street to the cafe and have lunch," I said, and received no reaction from Chase. He reminded me of Greg Dustin, the senior who had taken an interest in me the year I went home as a sophomore. Like Greg, Chase was. Again and again, as the week end proceeds, almost continuous male climax explode deep in my cunt and sore rectum. I’ve lost count of them. I just go with the flow and submit my holes and mouth to their complete use. I’ve told them they can use me all week end and they take me up on my offer. My pussy is already sloppy from several jolts of cream that the boys have injected into it. The same can be said for my poor little ass hole to. Cum is oozing out of both my holes and I’ve already swallowed. . both ways. Daddy isn't going to catch you fucking his little girl and it's more than three weeks since I began my last period so even if there's an egg there, it's past time to be fertilized. It's three weeks since my last period started so you can't knock me up. See. I told you I knew all about it."Kevin wasn't sure if she was right but he didn't really care. This girl's father had seduced and impregnated his sister so if he knocked up his daughter, so what? He began the see-saw, up and down.