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The back yard had been carefully arranged—the grass was mowed, the fence was nice and high, and in the centre, where there had been a tire swing for Annie’s youth, there was now a sex swing. XXNX She guided it her youngest daughter’s pink tightness, and as her mouth opened in shock at the size of the phallus entering her, Annie’s father used the opportunity to insert a cock into the young girl’s mouth, this one belonging to a huge, black horse. It had taken Annie and Amber the better part of a week to design its intricacies, and the artist had recreated it flawlessly. Amber, meanwhile, had fucked around just as much, and the phrase “throwing a sausage down a corridor” had sprung to mind as she did.




















