In a few months, you will have a public ceremony of which, Jasmine, your family and friends can attend. We in this room, alone, will know the truth.�...� -‘If it’s alright with Jasmine, it’ll be alright with me.’ ‘Yes.’ And with that the ceremony started, the priest, called Father Jim, nearly recited the words, only looking down occasionally. He asked us to sign, the document that read, ‘Certificate of Marriage’ in bold old English script. There was a step, though that apparently no one remembered.. Darling I remember how I'd wait for you at night..." Come on," he whispered to Georges. "I know where we're going." He led the way down the alleyway, following the sound of the haunting song as it floated through the air."That's the Kit-Kat Club," protested his friend. "It's a known hangout for the Boche and those bastards who support them." I think we'll find a friend there." Duncan reassured him.Georges shook his head but contented himself with mumbling under his breath.It took time, but. ***Good Toilet Slaves are hard to find these days so Mother and Daughter cannot afford to be too choosy about their selection of a Toilet Slave.Recieving the man's hairy-chested waste into their pink female Cuntus Vaginus body cavities is only the first of three test a salaciously wanton, lascivious Toilet Slave must pass.Tests two and three, the next two prerequisete tests are critical to establish whether a Toilet Slave is selected. The next, second test, is of course, the FEMALE SEX-FOOD. I invited all the other men over telling them my wife was going to suck their cocks while she sat on my cock. I sat back down on the booth. Then I turned her ass toward me and pulled her little black dress off. She now only had on the little black push-up bra. I sat her down on my cock in one shove all the way in. She cried out in a little pain, but I ignored her. The men had their cocks out and were surrounding her. One put his cock in her mouth and he started fucking her mouth, in and out as.