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  • “Look at these fat bouncing udders! This bitch is a born buttslut!” He said jamming his cock in balls deep and pausing for a second to watch her tits jiggle. He laughed and resumed his brutal pace, the young girl’s face red from the fucking and the tight leather collar slowly strangling her. After several minutes of the fat middle aged man grunting and thrusting up into her ass, Marty’s body tensed and he began dumping his seed as deep as he could, his one hand in a death grip on her hair, the other through her collar, pulling Katie back into him fiercely and holding her there choking her as his cock twitched and emptied into her guts. He groaned long and low and finally released his grip and let his mounted bitch lower her face back to the ground into her “ass-up” position and slowly pulled out grinning and satisfied. He left her there panting and drooling into the dirt and walked over to the cooler, grabbed a cold beer, and sat back in his chair smiling down at the girl. John looked on in continuing amazement his cock now rigid and throbbing. Her ass up posture really exposed the girl and it seemed like the whole world could probably see her gaping asshole, as it pulsed and began visibly contracting from its unnaturally enlarged size. After a few seconds of rest, Ted ordered the girl back to work, “Floppy, Clean Marty.” She popped up on all fours and as she crawled over to Marty, John got a good look deep down into her abused little butthole. He couldn’t imagine what she must be feeling back there. As he watched she got between Marty’s knees, the exact place she had been when John first arrived and started gently licking and suckling on his cock, once again looking up at him with big loving eyes, despite what he had just done to her, her freshly used ass swaying happily. John still couldn’t believe this. It was like a dream, a very wet dream! He locked eyes with Ted who gave him one of his wicked grins. Soft gagging noises played across the air as Marty pumped her head, his barely half hard cock still enough to press uncomfortably into her throat. John slowly walked over behind the girl and looked down at her firm young body, her perfect round ass directly beneath him, still partly slightly agape and red as it waved from side to side. He bent over and gave one of her swinging tits are firm grab, gripping tightly enough to elicit a muffled yelp. The girl didn’t move away, still bobbing, still wagging, still dedicatedly performing her job. He gave one last glance toward Ted and then back down at the gagging girl. But he didn’t see a girl anymore, just a piece of meat, a dumb bitch for men to fuck. A fucktoy in training. He unzipped and took his turn. … Later on as the Arizona sun set and the bonfire light took over the men sat around taking turns getting soft blowjobs and talking. “How can we monetize this dumb cunt?” Ted began John was too busy getting his balls drained for the third time to answer right away, Marty spoke first. “Bring her by the bar. We can keep her in the men’s room. “Oh, yeah, I forgot about that,” I said. Then Sherry spoke and my heart dropped to my toes. “You fucking raped your own niece at her own birthday party?” I hear a voice from the screen. "Oh God, here we go again," Jan said, rolling her eyes upward and shaking her head. I said "Ok." I lifted her legs and spread them wide open. Filled with mortuary putty, Abigail's lovely mouth is easy to form. This is an episode in the NAKED LEGAL group of stories. I got up and sat off my side of the bed and quietly sigh. When I look at her eyes, there is this feeling again. Even at 18 she looked so petite she often got into the movies at child’s prices.
  • Now, most of the houses were converted into RCC roofs. A few houses are also with one story. Roads were of tar roads. At the bus stop, she found a few vendors selling eatables and cool drinks. Previously there were bicycles, now she found two-wheelers. The host’s house also had two rooms and a bath on the first floor, which were given to Malini and Kalpana. Abhi enjoyed the village atmosphere. At the edge of the village, he found a hill with a ruined temple and decided to go on top of it. It was the third day of their arrival. Now Malini and Abhi could get an opportunity to be alone. That day there was a ritual in the house. Before making the girl as a bride, the bride and others have to go to the village temple and perform pooja. This takes around two hours. Every one of the house along with the bride was ready to go. Even Kalpana was ready. Malini excused herself saying that she is not feeling well and will meet them after taking ½ hour rest. Looking at Abhi her son she gave a quick wink. Abhi is aghast to see this as his mother had winked when so many people were gathered. Abhi also excused that he will bring maa to the temple. All went to the temple. After waiting for 15 – 20 minutes Malini climbed the steps saying that she will get ready. After 5 minutes Abhi followed her. When he went in he found maa taking her dress from the suitcase. Without making any noise he went in and grabbed her waist from the back. She turned over her shoulder and finding her son said teasingly, “Vadlara evaraina vastaru.” (Orey leave me, someone may come.) “Nijama ayithe kannu enduku kottav?” ( Is it so, then why did you wink?) and tightened his grip. Though she didn’t want to get rid of him but acted and struggled to get rid of him. “Someone may come,” she said a meek excuse. “By this time all might be at the temple. You want to give yourself to me.” She deepthroated my dick with contended noises. Think of it as a good way to pass the time when I’m at work. I came hard. Bianca yelled. She shrieks out loud as she orgasms, her pussy convulsing, her juices flooding over his mouth and chin. He gave her a big smile. It sounded great when we were stoned, but now I think you could be headed for some shit." “Well I can see Gemma isn’t wearing them, but she could have taken them, she’s sitting there quiet, with a somewhat guilty look. She let out a gasp.