The butchers have done a good job, keeping it intact like that. John cut through the filthy sinewy phallus which must have started to reek by then and...then he showed it to the cunt.There is just no way to please a bitch. Fuck, I hate them. Always going on about size that matters and when you give her a big one, she starts whimpering like an idiot. Fucking slut. I knew she was going to shit blood for a week and I couldn't wait to see it.One of the friends was standing closer. We all wanted to be. Thehair at the top of my vagina was softer then the coarse pubic hair Iremember having as a man, and it laid down better hugging my skin. Theskin at the top of my vagina looked stretched and kind of had a scartissue type look to it. You have pushed two babies through that thing, Ithought. Due to the lack of hair in my ass I could see my butthole eventhough that was not really what I was looking for. I let my boobs settleback to whatever position gravity determined them to be at and grabbedmy. , I replied positively and we met at the coffee shop. At that moment we shared all our details and our fantasies., I told them everything must be secret and private, even she too told the same thing as they r college going girls, they have some.hidden desire and they want to fulfill their desires, they promised that they never share each other details.we had promised that there should not be cam, pics, videos, permanent scars, scat.She gave her address to me and asked me to come to her room on. Once sated she took stock of her situation and, feeling tired from her day's travels, walked to the back of the house to find a place to sleep. The beds were low wooden platforms covered in animal skins and worn, tattered quilts. Choosing the largest one, Arabella collapsed, still dressed, into a dead sleep.The house was quiet except for the redhead's soft snores. The rain had stopped during the night. Suddenly, Arabella was roughly awakened as shadowy assailants grabbed her and bound her.