“Just take a picture there, and it’ll say if you’re a good christian or not!”
The mom pushed the shutter button:
* Click *
* buzzz *
* ding! ass porn It was Sydney’s 18th birthday party, and there were lots of pictures her mom was taking. Sydney is silently crying on the table even as I reach the disposal chute. The machine lifts up while the chute lid automatically opens. She screams as I break through her cherry with my fully erect penis. “I’m glad to hear you’re awake Sydney! I added a few additional items to the final export, and then sent the file off to our 3d replicator. So, as I’m sure you’re aware, your 18th birthday is today, and as such you, or your parents, need to start to pay your freedom tax. She was starting to panic, hyperventilating, and stammering all manner of incoherent thoughts: “Please sir don’t…” “My dad will hear about…” “I’ve never before…” “I swear, I’ve been a good christian…” I ignored her as I palmed my hand around her vagina and started applying pressure.
