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Copyright (c) 1998 Norm DePloom.  ALL Rights Reserved
 
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normdeploom@hotmail.com.
 
Slave Sister Part Six
"The Prize"
by
Norm DePloom
 
Fran paced back and forth across her room waiting for 
the Saturday afternoon 'weekly Fran Fuck' to get 
started.  The 'clit and tit' bells her brother had 
recovered from Carla ding-a-linged with each step.  
She stopped in front of her full-length mirror and 
looked at her naked body.  Cupping her breasts Fran 
jiggled them making the bells attached to her nipples 
dance and ring. She ran her hands down over her firm 
stomach and gently pulled at tufts of her pubic hair.  
The crowd of boys outside, waiting for the drawing to 
see who would get to shave her, grew noisier.  As she 
watched her self in the mirror Fran slipped her hand 
lower and flicked her fingertip back and fourth over 
her large clitoris making her 'clit' bell dance and 
ring.
 
Fran continued stroking herself as she walked across 
the room and looked out the window.  The back yard was 
full of boys from school.  Vickie was on her knees, 
naked, holding a large bowl from which David was 
drawing raffle tickets.  Vickie glanced up at the 
window and grinned at Fran.  Her face and chest were 
flushed with excitement and her nipples, despite the 
previous day's torture, stood up hard and crinkled.
 
Fran dropped the curtain and reluctantly pulled her 
hand away from her clitoris.  Her brother's orders had 
been for her to keep herself excited, but he had 
specifically forbid her having an orgasm.  Fran laid 
on her bed and gently stroked her glistening cunt lips 
while she waited.
 
Dave had brought Fran and Vickie home Friday after 
Vickie's naked ride around the student parking lot and 
fucked each of them twice before their mother came 
home from her swing shift job.  Having gotten 
permission for Vickie to spend the night the two girls 
were sent to bed early, their cunts still dripping 
sperm.  Dave told them they could 'cuddle' but under 
no circumstance were they to fuck each other or have 
orgasms during the night. Fran and Vickie stretched 
the definition of 'cuddle' just as far as they dared, 
but still spent a sexually frustrating night in each 
other's arms. 
 
Fran was disappointed when she was not summoned to 
Dave's room early Saturday morning for what had become 
their customary early morning fuck and cuddle session.  
This was the first morning since her brother had taken 
her as his slave that he had not fucked her.  Fran had 
paced around the house like a cat in heat waiting for 
her mother to leave for work.
 
As soon as their mother's car had disappeared around 
the corner Dave and Vickie went to work like a well 
oiled machine setting everything up for the drawing.  
Fran was stripped, her 'clit and tit' bells were 
attached and, after she was fitted with a collar and 
leash, she was left in her room to wait until she was 
summoned.  She had watched out the window as Dave and 
Vickie pulled the picnic table into the middle of the 
yard and set up Dave's video camera to capture 'The 
sacrifice of Fran's Pubic Bush to the God of Teenage 
Lust' as he was titling today's activities.
 
After the table and camera were set up Dave supervised 
Fran and Vickie fingering each stopping them just 
short of orgasm.  When Dave was satisfied with his 
slave's state of sexual frustration he made a call on 
the phone saying only 'It's time' to the person before 
hanging up.  The back yard seemed to instantly fill 
with horny, noisy boys waiting for their chance to 
fuck.
 
Fran stood up when she heard Vickie coming up the 
stairs.  Vickie rushed into the bedroom and threw her 
arms around her friend.  They kissed then Vickie 
picked up the robe Dave had chosen for his sister to 
wear for her entrance.
 
"We are gong to get fucked silly out there." Vickie 
said with excitement as she draped the robe over 
Fran's shoulders.  "Dave wants you to hold it shut at 
the neck from the inside."  Vickie stepped back and 
checked the drape of the robe, which covered Fran from 
neck to ankle.  "When you get out to the end of the 
table Dave wants you to stand with the robe closed 
until he signals you.  Then you are to throw the robe 
off and hold the pose with your hands up over your 
head while he pans over your body with the camera.  
When he gives you the second signal, sit on the table 
then lay back and spread your legs."  Vickie was 
almost bouncing around her friend as she gave her the 
last minute instructions.
 
Vickie picked up the leash and led her best friend out 
to the waiting boys. Fran could feel her vaginal 
lubrication seeping from her hot cunt and oozing down 
her thighs.  Last week she had thought she was going 
to die from humiliation being chained to the oak tree 
and fucked by her brother's friends.  Now, one week 
later, she felt like her body was vibrating with 
excitement, her cunt was aching for a cock.
 
Fran walked with head held high trying her best to 
look like a queen going to her coronation.  She saw 
Dave put on a CD and 'Pomp and Circumstance' filled 
the back yard.  How absolutely appropriate Fran 
thought as she pause stepped her way from the back 
door to the redwood picnic table 'altar' where her 
pubic hair was to be removed.  The scarlet colored 
velvet robe swayed with each step, opening up just 
enough to give a lucky few glimpses of her soon to be 
shaved crotch.
 
Fran felt a power she had never felt before, she 
realized that in her submission she had the power to 
make every one of these boys cum.  She would make them 
cum over and over again.  Fran reached the end of the 
table and stood waiting, with her head held high, for 
Dave's signal.  At his signal Fran raised her arms and 
let the robe drop to her feet.  As she held that pose 
Fran licked her lips and stared directly into the lens 
of her brothers video camera.  Dave slowly panned his 
camera down his sister's naked body, pausing on her 
heaving breasts with their hard crinkled nipples from 
which bounced her two tiny brass 'tit' bells.
 
Fran noticed her brother's left hand slipping down to 
his own crotch as his right hand panned the camera 
down to her crotch.  Fran's face and chest were 
flushed, not with embarrassment or humiliation, but 
with excitement.  She looked around and noticed that 
many of the boys already had their cocks out of their 
pants and were gently stroking them as they watched.
 
"OK, now sit on the edge of the table and lay back, 
spreading your legs for the camera." Dave instructed 
his sister as he held the camera focused on her 
crotch.  Fran followed her brother's instructions with 
dramatic slowness. The boys selected to hold her arms 
and legs stepped forward to claim their prizes.  The 
ones assigned to her legs pulling them up and apart 
opening her cunt to the close view of her brother's 
camera.  Dave zoomed in for a super close up of her 
cunt, open and oozing lubricant the lips puffy and 
glistening in the afternoon sun.  The boy who won the 
honors of shaving Fran stepped forward and, without 
getting in front of the camera gently pulled her cunt 
lips apart allowing the camera to pear directly into 
her dark wet passage.
 
Dave widened his shot bringing Vickie, kneeling and 
holding a bowl below Fran's crotch, into the frame.  
One of the boys handed the second prizewinner a Wahl 
battery operated beard trimmer.  Switching on the 
trimmer the boy held the back part of it against 
Fran's large swollen clitoris, moving it in small 
circles, until deep moans were heard from their 
victim. Receiving nods of approval from the crowed he 
turned the trimmer over and slowly cut the first swath 
through Fran's abundant pubic growth, making sure the 
clipped hair fell into the waiting bowl.
 
Fran's moans turned into screams of delight as the 
vibrations from the clipper and the boys probing 
fingers brought on her first orgasm of the day. 
Kneeling, and holding the bowl, Vickie looked around 
at all of the hard cocks sticking out of flies right 
at her eye level, then licked her lips in 
anticipation.  The clipping done, Vickie ceremoniously 
covered the bowl containing Fran's pubic hair and 
retrieved a shaving mug, a safety razor, a bowl of 
warm water and a damp towel.
 
Recovering from her orgasm Fran was startled when she 
thought she saw her mother watching from one of the 
upstairs bedroom windows, but when she looked back she 
only saw a curtain that might have been swaying just a 
bit. 
 
Wanting to extend his time in the spot light, and his 
proximity to the most desired pussy in school, the 
second place winner made an elaborate production of 
whipping the shaving soap into a lather, and several 
times tested its consistency, before brushing it over 
the stubble left on Fran's just clipped crotch.  Then, 
picking up the razor and leaning so close he was 
almost fucking her with his nose the boy began shaving 
Fran's crotch in short gentle strokes.
 
Fran was startled and suppressed jumping only because 
of the closeness of the razor to her clitoris when she 
thought she saw not her mother but the football coach 
watching from the upstairs window.  But, again, the 
figure disappeared before she could be sure that she 
had really seen anything at all.
 
The shaving over and her, now smooth, crotch dried and 
powdered Fran sat on the edge of the table.  Leaning 
back on her elbows, with her legs held up and apart 
Fran displayed her self and allowed every boy present 
to come by and test the smoothness of the shave by 
running their hands over her thighs and crotch.  Fran 
leaned her head back and enjoyed the warm sun on her 
body and the gentle touch and admiring statements of 
the boys parading by. 
 
When it was time for her first 'post shave' fuck Fran 
was hot wet and ready. Fran was immensely turned on by 
a streak of exhibitionism that she had never before 
admitted existed.  She had to admit to herself that 
she loved being the center of attention with all these 
hard cocks just for her.  She was a bit put out 
knowing she had to share them with Vickie.  She was 
supposed to be the star.  This was, after all, 
supposed to be the 'Second Weekly Fran Fuck', not the 
'First Weekly Fran and Vickie Fuck'.
 
Fran laid back on the table and again positioned her 
cunt so it hung slightly over the edge, Vickie removed 
her 'clit bell' and stepped aside. Until this very 
moment Fran did not know who was going to be the first 
one to fuck her after the shave.  To her 
disappointment a blindfold was placed over Fran's 
eyes.  The crowd grew silent with anticipation.  Fran 
jumped slightly when strong confident hands stroked 
her thighs.  She felt a cockhead at the entrance to 
her cunt and pushed her self towards it eager for her 
first fuck of the day.  As the hard cock began to push 
into her wet cunt Fran realized that she was being 
fucked by a cock that was bigger around and longer 
than any she had ever felt before.
 
The crowd watched in awed silence and listened to 
Fran's moans as the huge hard cock slowly sank into 
her freshly shaved pussy.  A moment of fear, almost 
panic, spread through Fran.  She suppressed the urge 
to beg her brother to stop this monster from fucking 
her.  Her brother, who had quickly moved the camera, 
was busy keeping his close up shot of the cock 
slipping into her in focus.  Fran's panic subsided and 
she relaxed as best she could, listening to soft 
almost reverent choruses of 'Look at that monster slip 
into her'. 'Look at her cunt stretch' and 'it really 
is going to be sloppy seconds for the rest of us'.
 
Fran felt the first tickling of the man's pubic hair 
against her freshly shaved cunt and realized that she 
had done it, she had taken the monster cock without 
disappointing her brother or embarrassing him in front 
of his friends.  She only hoped that the blindfold 
would be removed and she would be allowed to meet the 
'man with the monster dick' as she was already 
thinking of him.  As the huge cock reached its maximum 
penetration and reversed course Fran felt like her 
insides were going to be sucked out with it.
 
"God what a dick." Fran shouted as it thrust back into 
her bringing a cheer from the audience.  Holding onto 
both edges of the table to keep from being pushed 
across it's rough surface by the force of the thrusts 
Fran lifted her legs and spread them even wider greedy 
for every fraction of an inch she could get in 
penetration.
 
"Oh God yes fuck me." Fran yelled as each slamming 
penetration of her freshly shaved cunt bounced her 
breasts and made her 'tit bells' ring.  As the monster 
cock continued fucking in and out of her wet cunt 
Fran's shouted 'fuck me's' turned into her 'trademark' 
orgasmic screams.  Her entire body jerked and spasmed 
in time with the cock fucking her.  Fran felt hot 
liquid raining down on her breasts and knew without 
looking that she was being showered with cum from 
dozens of hard cocks.
 
Just as the 'man with the monster dick' pulled his 
cock from Fran's stretched cunt and added his own 
contribution to the shower of cum spattering on her 
breasts the blindfold was pulled from Fran's eyes.  
There, still wearing his backward collar was the kind, 
gentle, meek Father Michael from St. Andrews.
 
"Just call me 'big daddy'." He suggested, with a 
licentious grin, as the last of his cum dripped onto 
Fran's stomach.
 
"Doesn't this break your vow of celibacy?" Fran asked 
without taking her eyes from his huge still hard cock.
 
"You're thinking of Catholics my dear," Father Michael 
said as he reached down and began to rub the cum 
pooled on her stomach down over her just fucked cunt, 
"we're Episcopalians."
 
"OK everybody," Dave shouted over the noise of the 
crowd, "we have one more piece of business to take 
care of before we can move on to our fuck fest." His 
announcement was met with moans of disappointment from 
the crowd of boys all sporting cocks that were still 
hard despite the cum shower they had just given Fran.
 
At Dave's signal four of the boys helped Fran from the 
table, and four others grabbed Vickie by the arms and 
legs and placed her on the table. Vickie squealed in 
delight thinking 'they don't have to hold me down to 
shave me, or to fuck me'.  Working quickly before 
Vickie had any idea what was happening Dave produced 
an awl and pierced each of her cunt lips.  Dave then 
pushed the shank of a small padlock through the holes 
and snapped it closed.  It was all over before 
Vickie's mind had time to register the pain.
 
"This," Dave said holding up a key, "may not be the 
key to Vickie's heart, but it is the key to her cunt." 
Dave turned and addressed Vickie "Anybody who has a 
key to this lock has the right to fuck you."  Dave 
turned back to the gathered crowd. "For today it will 
be blowjobs and anal sex only for Vickie, we have to 
give her knew adornment a chance to heal." 
 
"I'm first" 'Big Daddy' said as he pushed Vickie to 
her knees and pressed his still dripping cock to her 
lips.  Fran was picked up and her now hairless cunt 
was quickly lowered onto the waiting cock of a boy 
laying on the grass.  Another hard cock was 
immediately presented for her to suck. For the next 
several hours Fran and Vickie lost contact with each 
other. When they did catch glimpses of the other one, 
they were always servicing at least two hard cocks at 
a time.  From time to time, when Fran's mouth wasn't 
occupied sucking the life out of some perpetually 
horny teenage boy's cock, she would glimpse up at the 
second story windows.  Several times she was sure she 
had seen her mother, the football coach, or booth of 
them standing in the window watching the backyard 
orgy.  But is seemed that another cock was always 
being shoved into her mouth so Fran could never be 
really sure of what she saw.
 
As the party died down Fran was dispatched to the 
upstairs bathroom to bathe, and Vickie was sent along 
to help her.  Fran quickly checked all of the upstairs 
rooms but could find no evidence of her mother or the 
football coach.  Vickie ran a tub of hot water then, 
kneeling on the floor, washed the accumulated cum from 
Fran's body, and bodily orifices.  Vickie washed 
Fran's hairless cunt for twenty minutes before she was 
satisfied with its cleanliness.  Fran stepped out of 
the bath and, after Vickie dried her, sat on the 
closed toilet seat and examined the small padlock now 
holding her best friends cunt closed.
 
"You know," Fran said finally, "this is really kind of 
sexy looking." 
 
"Do you really think so?" Vickie asked, her desperate 
need for Fran's approval heartbreakingly apparent.  
Then Vickie grinned, "I wonder who is going to show up 
with the key first." She mused more like her old self 
again.  She leaned forward and spoke to Fran in a 
lower voice. "God who ever would have guessed Father 
Michael was hiding such a monster under his robes."  
The door opened and Dave entered carrying the scarlet 
colored velvet robe Fran had worn for her slow march 
to the 'altar' that afternoon. 
 
"Vickie, I spoke to your mom and got permission for 
you to spend another night with us." Dave spoke as he 
draped the robe over his sister's shoulders.  "I want 
you to go to Fran's room and wait there."  As Vickie 
left the room Dave stepped to the door and spoke to 
her down the hall. "And no playing with yourself in 
any way.  No fingers, no vibrators, no hair brushes, 
no coke bottles, nothing."  Dave stared after Vickie 
for a moment, enjoying the view of her ass walking 
away from him down the hall then turned back to his 
sister. "I don't want her to ware her self out before 
we get back to her this evening." He grinned and 
winked at Fran.  "Come on," he said walking toward the 
stairs, "we still have a busy night ahead." 
 
Dave led his scarlet robed, but other wise naked 
sister out the back door and to his car.  Once they 
were away from the house Dave pulled a small padlock 
key hanging from a red silk ribbon from his pocked and 
after draping it over Fran's neck slipped his hand 
inside her robe to explore her smooth shaven pussy.  
As Fran spread her legs to make her brother's 
exploration easier she picked up the key hanging 
around her neck and took a closer look at it.
 
"Is this.." she started to ask.
 
"Yes, the key to Vickie's cunt."  Dave answered Fran's 
unfinished question. "Consider her an early birthday 
gift." Dave gave his sister a quick grin as his finger 
slipped into her wet hairless cunt. "To do with as you 
please." After driving three blocks Dave pulled the 
car over to the side of the street and turned to Fran. 
"I'm going to have to blindfold you now."  Dave 
slipped the blindfold over Fran's eyes, his finger 
back into her pussy and the car back into traffic.
 
Fran quickly lost track of right and left turns and 
had no idea where they were when Dave finally parked 
the car and, helping her out of the passenger side 
door walked her up to the front porch of a house in 
the middle of the block.    Dave positioned Fran in 
front of the door, then took her robe and walked back 
to his car leaving Fran standing in the failing 
twilight in plain view of anyone who might drive by 
wearing nothing but a blindfold and the key to 
Vickie's cunt on a red silk ribbon around her neck.
 
Fran's nipples hardened in the cool night air.  She 
heard the door open and felt hands touching her arms 
encouraging her to step into the house. Trusting in 
her confidence that her brother would not put her in a 
position to get harmed Fran stepped into the welcoming 
arms of Ms. Marshall, her lover and their two best 
friends.
 
Fran's senses were overwhelmed by the deep piled 
carpet under her bare feet, the smell of incense and 
perfume, and the warm hands gently stroking over every 
part of her body.  Soft music played in the 
background.  Fran felt earplugs being pushed into her 
ears then taped in place.  Ms Marshall plugged the 
long wire from the earplugs into the stereo, the music 
safely covering their voices the four women began to 
talk.
 
"I told you she was a beautiful creature."  Ms 
Marshall said to her lover and the other woman.  Ms 
Marshall took Fran in her arms bringing her naked body 
in contact with Fran's.  With one hand holding the 
back of Fran's head and the other holding her butt Ms 
Marshall extended her knee between Fran's spread legs 
and gently moved Fran's cunt up and down her thigh 
while she probed Fran's mouth with her tongue.  Fran 
wrapped her arms around the woman kissing her and 
kissed back excited by the feel of warm hard nipples 
pressing into her own. Fran moved her hips in time 
with the woman's hand on her butt.
 
"Hey, don't 'Boggart' that girl, Helen."  Ms 
Marshall's lover joked after the kiss had gone on for 
several minutes without any sign of breaking before 
both women collapsed in mutual orgasm.  Ms. Marshall 
reluctantly broke off her kiss and, after tenderly 
pinching Fran's left nipple, passed Fran to her lover.
 
"Don't worry Wilma, there's plenty of Fran to go 
around." Ms Marshall said to her lover with a wink.  
Fran felt herself being turned slightly and leaned 
back.  Another tongue forced its way between her lips, 
while her shoulders were cradled my one strong arm.  
Another hand roamed over her breasts then down across 
her tight stomach to her hairless crotch where the 
forefinger circled then flicked back and forth over 
Fran's one half-inch long clitoris.    The tongue 
abandoned Fran's mouth and licked down her neck 
circling her left breast then spiraling up to the 
already hard nipple. Fran's loud moan caused smiles of 
approval to appear on the lips of the women who were 
watching.
 
"Mind if I cut in?" asked the woman on the other side 
of Wilma, tapping her on the shoulder.  Fran felt 
herself being passed to another woman.  This time Fran 
was pulled into a powerful hug.  Fran's head was 
tilted back and she was kissed by a woman considerably 
taller that her self.  Fran felt like she was being 
engulfed by a giantess with large pillow like breasts.  
The woman moved her entire body up and down Fran as 
she kissed her.
 
"Hey, its my turn." The fourth woman said playfully 
punching the taller woman who was still probing Fran's 
throat with her tongue and Fran's cunt with her finger 
on the shoulder.  As Fran was passed to the last woman 
she was turned around so the woman could press herself 
against Fran's back while she reached around and 
pinched both of Fran's nipples and sucked on Fran's 
neck.
 
"Debbie's the queen of hickies." The taller woman said 
speaking of the woman now pinching Fran's nipples.
 
"Quit teasing her, Betty." Ms Marshall said to the 
tall woman as she dropped to her knees in front of 
Fran and, putting Fran's legs over her shoulders, 
supported Fran's butt with both hands while she leaned 
forward and ran her tongue over the glistening folds 
of Fran's smooth cunt.  Ms. Marshall's lover silenced 
Fran's moans with a deep kiss while Betty knelt behind 
Ms Marshall and began to lick Fran's feet, sucking 
Fran's toes slowly in and out of her mouth.
 
Having never seen Fran cum the four women were 
surprised by the force with which her body jerked and 
almost dropped her before they managed to lower Fran's 
spasming body to the carpeted floor.  Betty rudely 
pushed the others aside and, straddling Fran's head 
slowly lowered her wet cunt onto Fran's open waiting 
mouth.  Fran stretched her tongue eager for her first 
taste of pussy.  As Betty's cunt sank over Fran's face 
Fran worked her tongue through the woman's folds of 
pussy flesh until she found her clitoris which Fran 
sucked into her mouth and flicked with her tongue, 
just as she liked having done to her own clitoris.
 
The woman riding Fran's mouth reached down and pinched 
Fran's nipples as she rocked her cunt up and down on 
Fran's head.  After Betty came, clutching Fran's 
breasts in her hands and grinding her cunt on Fran's 
face until Fran thought she would suffocate, she 
climbed off and Ms Marshall abandoned Fran's smooth 
pussy to mount Fran's now available mouth.  Ms 
Marshall' lover took over the position between Fran's 
legs. The four women continued licking Fran's cunt and 
pushing their own pussies in her face until Fran 
thought her tongue would cramp from all the licking 
she was being forced to do. 
 
"Doesn't it just send chills down your spine when she 
cums and screams while she's licking your cunt?" Ms 
Marshall asked the other three while she was taking 
her fourth turn on Fran's mouth.  Ms Marshall leaned 
her head back and moaned loudly while her cunt jerked 
back and forth across Fran's puffy sore lips.
 
"God that was good." Ms Marshall said as she climbed 
of the prostrated young girls face. "But unfortunately 
it's time to give her back to her brother." All four 
women helped Fran to her feet and supported her as 
they removed the earplugs.  Fran appreciated the 
strong hands holding her up while she walked with 
shaky legs through the house and out onto the front 
porch.
 
The cold air goose-pimpled Fran's skin as she waited 
naked and blindfolded for her brother to make his 
presence known.  Fran had no idea what time it was or 
how long she had been licking the cunts of these 
women.
 
"Did you enjoy all of those cunts?" Fran jumped only 
slightly at the sound of her brother's voice coming 
from so close to her.  Dave took Fran's arm and led 
her out to the street.  Fran felt the damp grass on 
her bare feet, as well as the cool breeze on her naked 
body.  Dave opened the door for Fran and helped her 
sit in the passenger side seat.  Fran realized that 
her brother had managed to get a convertible for their 
drive home.  The only person Fran knew with a 
convertible was the Football Coach.  As the car 
accelerated Fran could feel her hair being whipped by 
the wind.
 
Dave drove down quite streets at first, but then they 
turned onto a noisy boulevard and Fran could only 
guess that she was being taken down the 'main drag' 
naked at the height of the cruising hour.  Fran 
surprised herself by sitting up proud and tall instead 
of trying to hide.  She smiled, and her nipples got 
harder and her already dripping pussy got wetter every 
time she heard a boy making a comment about her.  
Especially when they called her a slut, to her own 
amazement she was going crazy with lust every time she 
heard that word.  Fran felt the distinctive bounce of 
the car being pulled into a parking lot and felt 
rising panic as voices gathered around the car. Dave 
got out of the car and slammed his door.
 
"OK boys," Dave yelled as he walked around the car, 
"one more late night fuck before I take the slut home 
and put her to bed."  Fran heard the door on her side 
open and felt Dave's strong hands pulling her from the 
car. "Once more into the breach..." he whispered in 
Fran's ear as he bent her over the car door and spread 
her legs.  Fran felt a warm body behind her and just 
vaguely made out the sound of a zipper before she felt 
the head of a large cock move twice up and down the 
folds of her cunt.  The boy behind Fran held his cock 
at the base and pushed it into her wet opening.  
Fran's moan was drowned out by the noise of the 
watching crowd.
 
Fran felt the car move as someone climbed into the 
front seat beside her head.  Seconds after hearing the 
second zipper Fran felt the head of a second cock 
being pushed against her lips, accompanied by a rough 
'take it all slut.'  Fran opened her mouth and 
welcomed the hard invader with her tongue.  'God' Fran 
thought 'is Dave trying to set a new twenty four hour 
fuck record, using my body'.  Fran sucked the cock 
into her mouth until her nose nestled in the boy's 
pubic hair.
 
'I jut hope they spell my name right in the record 
book.' she thought, the smile unnoticed on her cock 
stretched lips.
 
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The other day upon the stair,
I met a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today,
I wish, I wish he'd go away.




  
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