THE SLUT LOVES IT ALL! DOMORE TO ME!... DON'T STOP! DON'T EVER STOP! ...FIST MY SLUT-CUNT HARD! ...CUM ONME! PISS ON ME! SHIT ON ME!... FEED THE PIG Y...UR TURDS!!.. DO IT ALL!PLEA...".Cumbag's begging was cutoff by Tom as her reached in with his hand covered intoilet paper and picked the fallen turd from the babbling cunt's forehead . Helaughed as he brought it to her mouth. "Yyeess, feed the pig...Sooo Gooodd!...Show me what kind of slut I really am!...Feed the cuntbitch...MMmmm" Cumbagmumbled. Amanda admitted that she really had the hots for Dan and hoped she hadn’t kept me awake when we both went to bed the night before. At first I didn’t really know what she meant, so she explained to me that she just couldn’t get to sleep until she’d brought herself off.That suddenly made me go really red and of-course she noticed, she just laughed and said that I’d done it as well hadn’t I?I just nodded and told her I just couldn’t get the picture of James cumming loads out of my head and it. She knew it really didn’t matter, her clothes would come off within an hour of her arriving there, but she wanted to look pretty for Marc…Why do I care what he thinks of my outfit? Why should I care? She sighed, pulling out a pretty black dress she’d worn to a cocktail party not too long ago. The overskirt was transparent and was longer in the back than in the front, so it had an ethereal quality when she walked. There was a black silk slip beneath and the bodice was spattered with a silvery. .."Come in dear, Christ you're soaked. Come in, come in, don't worry about the furniture, it'll clean. Get comfy, I'll get you a towel. Tea?"Amy is grateful, if a little taken aback by the man's forthright nature."Thank you, thank you very much. I'm Amy." Sam" he shouts as he hurries away to the kitchen.'House' is an understatement. This is a stately home. Amy slowly pulls off her jacket and finds herself spinning in place in the lobby, taking it all in.Artwork upon artwork upon artwork..