"What!!" was Stacey's only reply when Jessica told her best friend about being called up, "It's just not fair!, You don’t even want to roast!" Stacey said plopping herself down on Jessica's bed to sulk, "I know, I want to be a spit master but I had to be born a girl, how can I get out of being roasted?" Jessica begged her friend for a way out
BDSM. Jessica had to think fast she was naked in a over turned car with her twin broth dead in the seat next to her, releasing herself from the seat belt she got out of the car, "What am I gonna do?" she said to herself looking at the lifeless body of her brother, "I can't stay here, I’ve got to get home, but how?" she thought to herself, "I have to walk but I can't walk down a highway naked, ill be picked up by a meat agent, or randomly snuffed" then without really thinking she just started acting. "Lets go to your room" Jessica said in as low a voice as possible trying to sound like Jason not to draw attention to herself, "Sure Mr Spit Master" she said as she walked toward her bedroom shaking her ass proudly, once they were in Stacey's room Jessica took off her cap and let her hair fall to her shoulders, Stacey gasped, "What are you doing here?, your supposed to be with your brother getting a spit shoved up your cunt" she said in deep shock
. . Women had not joined the workforce as they would when World War II became a terrible fact of life
"What!!" was Stacey's only reply when Jessica told her best friend about being called up, "It's just not fair!, You don’t even want to roast!" Stacey said plopping herself down on Jessica's bed to sulk, "I know, I want to be a spit master but I had to be born a girl, how can I get out of being roasted?" Jessica begged her friend for a way out
BDSM. Jessica had to think fast she was naked in a over turned car with her twin broth dead in the seat next to her, releasing herself from the seat belt she got out of the car, "What am I gonna do?" she said to herself looking at the lifeless body of her brother, "I can't stay here, I’ve got to get home, but how?" she thought to herself, "I have to walk but I can't walk down a highway naked, ill be picked up by a meat agent, or randomly snuffed" then without really thinking she just started acting. "Lets go to your room" Jessica said in as low a voice as possible trying to sound like Jason not to draw attention to herself, "Sure Mr Spit Master" she said as she walked toward her bedroom shaking her ass proudly, once they were in Stacey's room Jessica took off her cap and let her hair fall to her shoulders, Stacey gasped, "What are you doing here?, your supposed to be with your brother getting a spit shoved up your cunt" she said in deep shock
. . Women had not joined the workforce as they would when World War II became a terrible fact of life
"What!!" was Stacey's only reply when Jessica told her best friend about being called up, "It's just not fair!, You don’t even want to roast!" Stacey said plopping herself down on Jessica's bed to sulk, "I know, I want to be a spit master but I had to be born a girl, how can I get out of being roasted?" Jessica begged her friend for a way out
BDSM. Jessica had to think fast she was naked in a over turned car with her twin broth dead in the seat next to her, releasing herself from the seat belt she got out of the car, "What am I gonna do?" she said to herself looking at the lifeless body of her brother, "I can't stay here, I’ve got to get home, but how?" she thought to herself, "I have to walk but I can't walk down a highway naked, ill be picked up by a meat agent, or randomly snuffed" then without really thinking she just started acting. "Lets go to your room" Jessica said in as low a voice as possible trying to sound like Jason not to draw attention to herself, "Sure Mr Spit Master" she said as she walked toward her bedroom shaking her ass proudly, once they were in Stacey's room Jessica took off her cap and let her hair fall to her shoulders, Stacey gasped, "What are you doing here?, your supposed to be with your brother getting a spit shoved up your cunt" she said in deep shock
. . Women had not joined the workforce as they would when World War II became a terrible fact of life
Frenzy - Scene 1