This was straining Emily’s body so I took the cuffs off and put them back on with her hands in the front so she could hold herself up while we fucke... her.We were all fucking my sister/sexslave emily as hard as we could and spitting on and slapping her as we did it. She was crying her eyes out as we continued to forcefully fuck all three of her holes, spit on her and beat her with belts and switches. We were also calling her names like, “trash whore, cunt, piece of shit, skanky bitch, fucktoy. The weather on Saturday was cold, drizzly, and just plain miserable. The only place large enough to hold Uncle Pete’s memorial service was the high school auditorium. Well, the gym would have held a very uncomfortable crowd, but many a rule was broken and the gym became the site for his wake.Very few from the town and surrounding county failed to attend his service. The school parking lot was full, and the line of parked cars stretched down the road for almost a mile. Friends and colleagues. "Hey guys, this is a pleasant surprise," John said. "Good to see you again, John," Richie answered. "I have been looking forward to this weekend since I first met your beautiful wife." And with that he gave me a long deep slow kiss. John's eyes widened and it registered on him that he was about to get to see his fantasy play out. Amanda went over to John and straddled his lap pressing her bare pink pussy against his chastity cage and kissing him tenderly. "Hi Baby, I have missed you," she said. I entered the bookstore and was greeted by the attendant who explained how the back area worked. I purchased some tokens and made my way into the video area. At this point I was rock hard and my throbbing cock was busting out of the thong I was wearing under my skinny jeans. The video area was dark and when I walked in I saw several middle aged men who eyed me up and eyefucked me. I made my way to a back booth and noticed there was no door. At first this made me very apprehensive, but I sat.