Then it stopped…again…my whole lower body had a burning sensation with certain areas having a dull throbbing pain. Something cold…extremely cold penetrated the dull almost dead sense of touch. It was on the top of my slit…a momentary sharp pain jolted through me. Something was being attached to me…I could almost make out that my clit was being extended…pulled on and squeezed…I passed out again. When I finally awoke…Kyle was standing next to me, I was still lying down, but somehow my dress was back on. I heard Stacey give Kyle directions as to my care and then to let her know when the other things could be done… Kyle guided me out to the car…my feet just were not working…my body still felt it was burning in certain places, in others there was now throbbing pain…. especially near my vagina…I just wanted to get home…. Chapter 5 Woke up the next morning my body itching, my legs, my crotch, my armpits…totally aware that this was part of the defoliation…but the throbbing pain on my thigh, my lower stomach, and the sharp pain on the top of my sucking cunt…crawled out of bed…barely noticing that Ken was still sound asleep next to me and that all I had on was large “T” shirt. Stumbling to the bathroom…I managed to close the door before looking in the mirror. My legs looked sunburned…a bright red. I lifted the shirt slowly, noticing the red becoming deeper as my upper thighs were uncovered…and then on the inner part of my right thigh, where there was a throbbing pain…something was scrawled there…in a black ***********, had a hard time making it out from the swelling and the red butt tint…but… “I am my son’s whore”….it took everything I had not Lesbian to scream…that sonofabitch. I raised the shirt…between my cunt and my belly button…scrawled across my lower abdomen in red outlined in black…”This body is property of my son Kyle”. Just to the left of my pubic mound…a small red…a devil with an over size penis, poking a white spread eagle female angel…small words above the devil…”Kyle”…and below the angel…”Mom”. I was tattooed…that fucking kid of mine…that…I was furious. But accidentally hitting something sent a lighting bolt of pain from my cunt to my brain. A small, bright gold ring protruded from the apex of my slit…my clit peaking out from between my lips…MY FUCKING CLIT WAS PIERCED! I was about to totally lose it…my whole world was…shit...somehow, someway…sat down on the toilet…tried to gather my thoughts. Just how was I going to get out of this… There were a couple of papers next to me…picked japan them up. One was “The Care and kissing Cleaning of Tattoos and Piercings” and the other, a copy of the agreement I signed. I set the first one down. The second one…my anticipation of finding a way out was almost immediately dashed. She ran her tongue up and down the smooth pink walls of her vagina before latching onto her clit. She desperately wanted to leave or sleep. I listened to my mother when I should have listened to my heart. The whole building needed pressure washing at the very least. I can't see anything under the blankets but I'm very aware of my nighttime hardness. He quietly moved inside cautiously moving through the dining room to the den. “Please, please, this isn't funny. "Watching you fuck those guys will do that." “You may get dressed,” Umbridge commands as she sits at her desk. “Now you can really give it to me. Don’t hold japan back,” she urged as she raked kissing her fingernails into his arse even harder to leave a mark, hurt him and heighten the sexual pleasure of Lesbian three people. He said that in that case I might as well take the shorts off. Stephanie had not in fact slept with Zane. She sent me a couple of email attachments one about the dial building and some suggestions about how to make it a bit more appealing. "Maybe I do," she said, seriously considering it. “Oh, yes, please, please!” I make sure the side of my wrap that gapes open faces into the wall. Ryan, sitting next to her, nudged her sucking and asked, "Are you OK Miss Hauser?" Something I thought lost to me forever. "You heard her," Haley said. “I am not there butt yet,” Markus says and he takes a pizza slice too. “Oh, my!” she gasped. I did send and delete another picture, one where she was partially nude, for the partial fuck. "Yes, I had a vasectomy years ago." With seven to go it looks like we will have enough to last until the end of the month. Call the Sheriff about sending his crime tech’s to the scene. I squirmed and was embarrassed. It did… but I didn't want to admit it to myself. She whirled on Megan and dashed at the girl, fist raised.