They quickly found their seat and when the plane took flight, Jennifer began to reread the brochure about Ireland; "For centuries, the iconic images o...f Ireland were the shamrock, St. Patrick, and the Blarney Stone. The small country of Ireland holds an almost mythical place in the stories of our childhood, home to fairies and leprechauns and amazing adventures. The lush green countryside is often overcast with rain. The weather makes it possible to experience the amazing sights of some. Pakistan first..." ... and India as well," added Tom."Then it was every fucking country with Stan in its name. Kurdistan wasn't even like six years old and it got fucked," said Eve. "And I'm as fucked as all the fucking 'Stans. I'm one fucked bitch." I know that for sure," said Tom. "It's just that Zoe can't remember a fucking thing." Did I fuck you, Eve?" wondered Zoe. "Are you sure I didn't bring my strap-on thingy here?" Don't worry, Zoe," said Eve. "You did what you could without it." You. She protested and they left it alone. Her shirt was then pulled firmly up revealing her white panties. Quickly one of her assailants took a firm grip of the underwear. In a powerful jilt they were torn from her trembling body.No sooner than Lisa's white panties were removed when one of them knelt down in front of her. Her best friend looked on in the dim light. The one knelling removed their head-covering. It looked as though it was a man with long hair held back in a ponytail. But wait. As she. "I hope you remember what we're doing today" I asked her. Reluctantly she raised her face up and nodded: "yes, you're taking me shopping"."Correct, mother. We're going to buy you some new panties and bras - ones for you to wear just for me." At this she shivered slightly."Don, I....I'm your mother. It isn't right what you're making me do." Why? What have I forced you to do?"Mother hesitated, and I slapped her left tit in encouragement. "You've..spanked me...you've made love with me.."I cut her.