“This pig was previously Alex Whittleham. Many of whom she didn’t recognize, but here and there were faces she knew. How in the world did you talk her into joining you for this? As far as I’m concerned that’s all that matters, and I have a job to do here.” The officer said sternly, clearly sick of whatever drama was going on in this household. As Alex looked on with a distant and defeated gaze, she saw Jake standing behind her mother wielding a large stainless steel roasting spit. She couldn’t help but let little dribbles of beer slip out of her abused asshole as he fucked her. The man standing at the door with the driver was Jake, the boy who had invited her to his party. She sobbed out “I’m so sorry mom, I should have listened to you.”
“Alex, honey, I love y….” Was as far as her mother got before her words transformed into a pained shriek.
