The man choked the blue eyed bottom bitch.“Take all this big dick, slut,” ordered the high ranking officer.“Yes, sir! Give it to me! I love it!�...��“I know you do, faggit! You’re my pussyboi whore!”“Yes, daddy! I’m all yours!”“I want your fat faggit ass in high heels and heavy makeup tonight, bitch!”“Your wish is my command!”The brigadier nutted hard.Kristian tried to remain calm. He knew he was being harassed by the gendarmes because he was working with women’s reproductive health and teaching sex. As Heather started moaning, chemically f***ed to reduce her resistance to a quieter level, the dome around her head lit up. ‘Mmmnh…Hyaah…Wh…What’s…’ She saw herself. The girl in the picture was her beyond any shadow of a doubt. Same face, same hair, same B-cup breasts, same freckles. There were some key differences though. Picture-Heather wore a Slave Leia outfit. She was massaging her tits. She was smiling wide…And she was being fucked good and hard. Real Heather blushed. Thoughts of. Am I to be blamed? That's a question I would think to myself now at times.Do I regret it? No. She was of a legal age when we first got together, and she was a willing party. In fact, I still remember that day. It was my 19th birthday in fact, which was exactly a month after hers.I'm not sure if I was her first. No. I'm 100% sure I'm not, in fact. But that doesn't mean that she didn't experience many... firsts with me.I do know of her attraction to me, and I am not one to hide my lust for. He was well trained to go after game slowly enough for me to follow, and he soon led me to a little clearing in the brush where a sow and six pigs and piglets were rooting for food. I couldn't tell if they were all hers, so I had to be on the lookout for more adult hogs. Naturally, I was most concerned about a boar. I didn't expect more than one boar because of the way they were so territorial. Two boars getting together was sure to produce a fight, possibly resulting in the death of one of.