About Chuck, the man whohad cuckolded her with Annie. About how, together, they sexual abusedher. About how they loaned her to friends, about how they...forced her towork in the massage parlor. About that damn kennel cage where they madeher sleep. About the nights she fell asleep with blood dripping down herback and tears down her face.It wasn't sex. It was cruelty. You wouldn't treat a rodent the way theytreated her. She cooked for them, and she cleaned, and she washed theirgenitals with her. "How is it that they can keep that tape?" He asked her, she nodded back to the court room."Because the judge said they can, I did warn you about that room, I thought you knew about the hotel's policy." She said."But that's not the normal policy for any hotel in the U.S." He said, Amy stopped in her tracks."But Victor, I thought you realised, This is Ropeville, our laws are different from those in the rest of the United States, it's part of an agreement we have with the Congress and House of. I sat down, he sat down. He asked me how I was coping.I said I was fine.He said, “Uh huh! In my experience, when a teenager says they’re fine, often they really mean the acronym F.I.N.E.”I asked him what that was and he said, “Freaked, Insecure, Neurotic, Emotional.”That made me smile. Well it was kind of funny. I said, “No really. I’m fine.”Then he said, “So, tell me about Monday.”I shrugged. I sat there and didn’t say anything. I guess I was trying to work out what I could say and nothing. Mum was grinding herself down on my tongue, cumming again, squealing with pleasure as I felt Jill do something in her throat and suddenly my cock was in there, tight down her throat.It wasn't so much an ejaculation as an explosion, Jill gagged but kept on deep throating me as spurt after spurt of spunk jetted into her throat.After that we just lazed about in the garden, me naked and the girls still in their stockings and high heels making a very erotic scenario, as they kept touching and.