”I should have realized it wasn’t going to be anything like that simple. But what actually happens is over the top.First there’s the car. I trea...ed myself to a little sports job when I graduated law school, and it’s a bit of work to show him how to fold himself up and get in. He asks me why do we get in at all, of course he doesn’t know, and I tell him the car moves and will take us where we’re going. He looks ahead and it’s downhill and he just nods and then asks will we walk back?I guess he. “OK slut, now bury you’re shit like a dignified whore.” I sobbed lightly in humiliation as I turned to the hole that I just shit in and started to bury it. I wanted to vomit. When he saw that I was done, he tugged on my chain and led me to the deck, where more cameras were set up. He grabbed the garden hose. “Look at you slut. Slut chow dribbling onto your tits, your knees and arms are covered in dirt. You need a good cleaning.” Before giving me any time to prepare he started spraying my naked. That was when his fingers, exploring the crack of her ass, felt something down below. “So, you bought more than just the one puka puka root, didn’t you!” he whispered.“That’s for later,” she admitted. She wrapped her legs around his waist. “You just keep fucking my pussy. That’s for tonight.”Steve Oliver made it back to his room a few minutes before four, but it was empty. Looking around, he quickly found a note from Brenda - ‘Gone swimming. Come and join me!’ Smiling, he nodded to himself and. Holding me like that, Daryl sped up his pace till he finally pulled from my mouth and said '...damn, almost shot my load down your throat. Come on get out of those clothes I want a fuck that ass now, come on lets get busy...' I stood and undressed as Daryl spread a sleeping bag on the floor, '...get down there on your knees, I'm gonna breed you just like a dog...' Daryl knelt behind me and spit into my buttcrack and used his penis to spread his saliva over my bung hole. Bracing myself I tried.