‘Grandpa, I had a dream about you last night,’ she said. ‘Well, I had a dream about you too, Kitten. I dreamt I took you to the park today to pl...y on the swings.’ ‘Me too, Grandpa. I had the same dream. You took me on the slide and we went for a walk on the nature trail and found different leaves.’ ‘I dreamt the same thing. Your wore those shoes that light up and we ate lunch out,’ I said. ‘Gosh, Grandpa, we dreamed the same dream. Where did we go for lunch? Let’s see if you dreamt the same. I tightened my lips around his nigger, trying to massage him the best way. I wasn't getting enough, I wanted it to be even bigger and bigger and bleed my throat, damage me. Since I could never do it on my own, he put a hand on my head and pushed me lower, impaling my throat with his hard dick.He held me there for a couple of seconds, while my throat massaged his dick and he gasped in pleasure. I repeated the same thing on and on, hungrily, but gently, making him harder. I stopped playing with. ”“It does sound a bit perverted,” Katie began.“As long as it was with your consent, I don’t think it could be classified as perverted.”“Then what else would not make it a good solution?” she asked.Tyler sighed and said, “I would be using your underwear to create a scent memory that hasn’t happened yet. I don’t know what you smell like down ... there. You know?”Katie laughed and said, “Oh you are so right! I’m sorry for even mentioning it now. You must think I am one sick wench.”“Not at all, and. I had to remain on all fours during hours, as the assault of her asshole and cunt continued almost without stopping. I lost count of the number of times my both holes had been ravaged so brutally.Later in my ordeal, some men began to use my mouth also. As darkness fell, the line of men decreased, until the last man complained my both holes were too loose…I thought that Vic was done with me; but he attached the leash to the collar in my neck and he led me to another tent. There inside, Vic told.