A continuation of my Robin story; having become the toy of two teen aged hotel employees the night before, Robin becomes prey to one of them again, being their 'pig' as she had been the night before.
Lady Montague's brief marriage produced a trio of triplet girls possessed of beauty beyond description. They were named Faith, Hope, and Charity and were raised in the extensive harem of the Rajah of Kalipur. Their adventures form the basis of this multi chapter story that contains more than a fair share of erotica.
It was a hot day, so 18-year-old Cathy took the bus down to the beach. Once she was at the beach, she stripped down to her very skimpy red bikini. But it was so hot that she went into the water to cool off. A chubby, balding man in his 40s came up to her and said, "Beware the white pointers, little girl." "You mean sharks?" she asked innocently. He smirked. "No, the white pointers," he said, getting very close. That's when Cathy felt it. His white pointer!
1947; a girl's dismembered body was found, placed by the roadside as though she had simply lay down there, her body halved. The police allowed the evidence to be compromised by the hacks who trampled over everything and the murderers were never caught; not by the police anyway. This is the story of what I like to think happened; vengeful women carry out their own investigations and bring those guilty to a justice of their own, one weak link gives up the others; retribution is divinely served.
“I know you’re my mother and I’m your son. Get down on your knees and suck my dick. Unless you want me to fuck your ass?” Hanson's drugged him Mom, hellbent on payback. His friend Walt is going to record and participate, and his twin sister Jasmine will get in on things too. "You don’t have to burn in the fiery pits of hell. Give up your heathen ways, Hanson.” Not a chance, Mom, thinks Hanson.