. Alexa thumbed her clit with determination. Her shimmies shook the clamps, rocking her pinched nipples with delightful little quakes of pain.And poor...little cocksucker Mary with her diet of cum. Poor baby won't starve though, not with all those fratboy cocks she takes on, sailor cocks, rugby team cocks, especially if she makes sure to wipe up all that jiz on her DD boobs with her dirty little fingers and lick it all down. Cum in her twat, oozing out of her sore little ass. Maybe her. Progress.Stormie was careful not to let her horrible tattoo show itself, and the light made the scars on her neck and belly less apparent. Maybe one day she could confront her reflection the way she did her rapist – but not yet.As she gazed, unblinking, she saw the face she’d grown up with, the same eyes that had gazed into her husband’s on their wedding day; that wept for joy when not one, but two miracle babies defied the doctors and her own efforts...No, that wasn’t right. It was three,. .. if you both weren’t testing I wouldn’t let you do it.”“Mom ... it’ll be fine ... David will look out for me.”“You both have to pass. If either one of you fails...”“Charles ... don’t bump your brother.” Charlie was bumping me ... mom caught it. “Charles ... don’t bump your brother! Charles ... clean it up.”“I’ll be late for school.” Mr. Fatty said.“So ... if you’d pay attention to me you wouldn’t have spilled David’s juice.”Charley picked up a clean towel and tossed it in the middle of the. One more sign of the future that I had no idea of for years. All the same, it was comfortable and loving, intimate and caring.We had finished eating and I gave her the card and present I had brought with me. The card was a simple one that reflected my warped sense of humour. I had no worries about giving it to Lisa as over the year we had seen that we both laughed at the same silly stuff.“Oh P! It’s beautiful!” she cried as she opened the box.I took it out and clipped it around her wrist. It.