I got what was intended for me” she sassed back looking at Julie and walked away. “I couldn’t let you do it anyway, I’m not on the pill” she commented. I grew silent and she got up from the table. When the party was over Diane, Julie and myself were driving back I took my eyes off the road for a second to look in the rear view mirror and noticed Julie was looking dead at me. I smiled and then she smiled, I put my eyes back on the road for a second and looked up again. She was still staring at me, and then I watched her lips move. “Fuck me” without saying a word. The rest of the drive home was quiet but it was always in the back of my head about Julie. Fuckpig lay on her back watching a buzzard circling as Rinkla Bezumu fucked her, she liked the little hillock by the cumshot old Tennis Court at the former Country Club, now local facial ZANU PF headquarters, because she could watch what went on and it was near to the kennel where she lived and the kitchens where she stole her food. Her fingerless hands had cum healed now, and the skin on her stumps where they had severed her legs at the knee was hard and calloused and she was able to discard the child's boots she used to wear if she kept away from the Tarmac. She liked an early morning dip in the river and would wallow in the mud banks to get a nice coating of mud to avoid sunburn. She was getting fat, not from pregnancy, Her friend and surgeon Mr Stephens had seen to that, but from eating scraps, she was so scared of starving that she was eating too much, a great big fat lazy fuckpig. None of her clothes would have fitted had she been allowed any, but she was the official ZANU PF imperialist fuckpig and fuckpigs don't wear clothes. She liked to wear her boots in the mornings and had learned to put them on herself, then she would go to the carefully manicured lawn, now used as the parade ground where The Officer took the salute and have a shit as the flag was raised, kneeling on all fours like a Pig, sometimes she would eat an apple as she shit, but no one thought of her as a person anymore so her act of defiance was ignored. Stephens had realised he could read her lips and they had long conversations in the moonlight, she would not let him fuck her but used her mouth to keep him satisfied, with no tongue to obstruct her facial orifice his prick fitted easily into her throat, and she breathed easily as he shot his load each evening, but each night she returned to her lonely kennel and he to his bunk. She had made other friends, Bush and Blare the Rottweillers, she had stolen food from the kitchens for them, and spent time with them, sooner or later she knew they would be ordered to attack her, she sneaked into Blare's kennel one stormy night he was unsure but after eating the meat she had stolen for him he allowed her to give him a blow job, and soon he realised she wished him to mount her. She came to enjoy her nights with the dogs, when she trained them to take her cunt and to fuck face to face not doggie style she found the experience emotionally satisfying, the knot keeping them together when passion was spent, and she appreciated the sperm warmth of their fur coats in the cold African nights, she visited them in turn, one tonight the other tomorrow, after seeing Stephens in his quarters and then dozed on the hill by the tennis court in the daytime as the Soldiers fucked her. She sometimes thought of her previous life but there was always someone needing to fuck her or else with her obscenely enlarged breasts her nipples were touching the ground as she bounded along stimulating her so that she needed to find someone for sex that really she had no time for such thoughts. "What would you wish for if you could have anything?" A voice asked as she was fucked again. "Campari and Ice," she whispered as she had painstakingly learned to do. The Officer roared with laughter, he had asked, she had not known it was he. He was troubled, white women were supposed to hate sex, yet she seemed every bit as oversexed as the young girls from his own tribe, perhaps there were no differences under the skin. He quickly set the treasonable thoughts aside. Warm sun, regular orgasms, her pet dogs, her soul mate Mr Stephens, she did not know his Christian name despite all the blow jobs she had given him, Susan realised that for the first time in her life she was happy. Her mother hated her, legacy of a failed attempt to ensnare an earl, he mother dumped her at the earliest possible stage and her mothers parents brought her up in their austere town house, then boarding school at five years old, a fat ugly duckling she remained a Virgin until University where her belly subsided and her tits became pleasantly rounded and then in the gap year she had married Richard so she could accompany japan him to the UAE an Islamic country frowning upon single women. Why could Richard have not fucked like Mikel Bung or Joshua Unfartu, or flooded her with pints of cum like Johnston McBride. Her sex life had never been important to her but now she realised it was because she had never really had one. She lay watching and a woman approached. "You fuck my husband too much, he has nothing for me" Susan pointed to her empty mouth with her stump. “Now, your fate is sealed.” Through her sobs, she grunted, “Fuck me, Daddy. So what, was Mr. Scott showing up to boot Phil? They barely knew him. There was no way I was going to expose my back to my friends—not for quite a while, anyway. japan I used my phone to check and as soon as the money was there, I signed the last item. I used my vibrator to keep myself satisfied while waiting for facial a decent guy to come along. “Hyper-sex?” Mia perked up. “Yes, yes!” hissed Marissa. We cumshot melted into each others spent bodies, laughing and whimpering with every jolt and breath sperm and twitch. You'd think that they were cum smarter than that." Like it or not I was King's property and he could use me any way he wanted. I tug down her skirt as I guide her toward the bed. to cum i aimed my cock at her face i jerked my cock it was all wet and smelt of Amy's juices immediately Someone finally grabbed the chain between my nipples, and pulled.