“Oh yes, big sis!” exults Dakota with a madly excited laugh. “The only things that kept me sane through the last few weeks were the sure knowledge that you would soon find and rescue me, and the thought of how I could eventually turn the tables on this ass-raping bastard!” Dakota pauses to deliberately, threateningly stroke her big hard c**k up and down. “Just let me at that disgusting f*****g scumbag! I owe him both the loss of my precious virginity and an eon’s worth of brutally enforced butt-f*****g!”
“May you have forever – or at least a few months – in which to enjoy that!” crows Montana. “Come on girl, let’s drop these weights and get him properly hung – ha-ha – for us to finally f**k!”
By now I’m beyond struggling, or even wondering what awaits me. By some neural quirk I’m consume
