3D Comic Legacy Episode 7

“Count them Skye.” “Go to hell,” I growled through clenched teeth. “Count them or you will be whipped until I see bone,” he growled back, bringing his face closer to mine. I could smell the booze cumshot on his breath and I almost gagged. “One!” I spat. Each one seemed to hurt more than the last. My screams echoed in the empty barn, throat quickly getting hoarse and raw as my back. The 17th lash broke the toon skin a little, I could feel small trickle of blood running down my back, almost cool against the heat of my flesh. By the time we got to 49 I was barely hanging onto consciousness. I was hysterical, begging, pleading, and swearing to let them Cartoons do whatever they wanted if they stopped now. And at that point I really would have done anything just to make it stop. Surely they would kill me if they continued any further. “Keep counting Skye, or we will start over,” taunted Clyde. I tried to mumble the last one, but my voice was gone and I’d been crying so hard I could barely calm myself down enough to breathe let alone count. Clyde set the empty Jack Daniels bottle down next to my head and leaned in. He shifted some hair away from my face and leaned in close enough I could see the anger in his eyes. “After everything I’ve done for you Skye and you stabbed me. Not only did you stab my hand, you did so in a room filled with my family….my nieces and nephews…my blowjob mother. 50 was me being generous, only the Lord knows why, I certainly don’t, you sure don’t deserve it,” he scoffed. “I’m sorry…” I apologized, voiced cracked and barely above a cartoon whisper. He laughed but it wasn’t because he was amused. “You’re sorry? Did you hear that Christopher? She’s sorry…” He slammed his injured hand against my face, leaving behind a smudge of blood. “How the hell is sorry going to fix my hand? In exchange for some sexual favors for the owner, he even broke Cartoons the golden rule of strip clubs and let David film me while I danced. At cartoon first she thought it was the ball gag still in her mouth, but no… she could blowjob clearly taste the savoury and salty mixture of skin and cum and, looking down, she saw the dark drow dick thrusting in and out from between her reddening lips. He looked down to see her sundress had never left her body but her ponytail was gone. I’d miss Jon, but I knew that I could have some fun. To have my own daughter love him like I did. “I wasn’t worried,” Madison kidded. Rita's sensuous 40D-25-38 well-tanned body drove men wild. “Yes.” I could barely breathe, but I managed to utter that. They didn’t rub up against us on purpose, club blue was so packed that night you really had no standing room so everybody was hip to hip. At 5’10” I have an athletic build and work to stay in shape. Our lives had diverged in that moment, and with each passing year, they grew further apart. Claire awkwardly moved up on to her toes and then back down, feeling her but jiggle. “Watch this.” He put down his sketch pad and pen and walked over to the teacher and cumshot ran his hand gently up the cleavage between her thighs, from just above her knees to the hemline of her red dress. She had just had it done by her hairdresser. They were a matt black, a 1.5 inch platform with 6 inch heels. “I fancied grandma before I fancied you. He slid his arms out of the sleeves and tossed it aside. No one will come that way. The fifth blow fell. His lip found my right nipple. Her hoop earrings swayed about her ears as she drew down my zipper. Her juices coated my chin and cheeks. I felt his hands lifting my shirt leaving my butt exposed. At that, Megan toon turned to face me and her smile waned a tad. To me, that was hotter than anything else we did."