He continued pushing down and I was gagging really hard. Grandpa told them that he had a pain slut on his hands – and he was going to have fun with me, I didn’t know what he was talking about – who was the pain slut? Xxnx I started to sob, as I just knew that my cunny was going to hurt after this. My uncle came over first, with a bottle of beer. I knew he loved me. I thought I would be standing on my feet, but they tipped me up so I was nearly on my head – my hands flapping down onto the ground. I quickly swallowed over and over as I didn’t want to keep getting punished. Jen’s Story – Chapter Four
Grandpa’s friend spent quite a few hours with Grandpa and my uncle taking it in turns to put their peepee’s




















