When I was sixteen my girlfriend invited me to meet her parents over a homecooked dinner at her house. Beginning that evening and continuing over the next eight months, her father sexually abused me at every opportunity. This short episode describes that first encounter with Mr. Walters.
What do you call four girls lined up on a platform getting their asses fucked while another two kneel and take care of the cocksucking, ball-licking and asshole-tonguing chores and two more with big boobs get their butts spanked with rubber paddle fins? Well you certainly don't call it a plot. Katie calls it a stroke story (as she makes that universal motion for jacking off with her thumb and fingers in the shape of an O) and suggests you male readers have some tissue nearby to catch your wads.
A woman's wedding day is supposed to be the most wonderful day of her life, a day that she'll always remember. In this story, the bride's wedding day was anything but the most wonderful day of her life, but certainly one that she would never forget