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                                    168%u201cThank you. I accept and I%u2019m honoured to be with you all.%u201dOutside, Jennifer and Dawn, in the warm night air, had rolled a spare wheel into place and put it on its side between the two poles. After a few test runs, followed by shunting the tyre this way or that, and them taking up positions, they decided it would work right. Dawn and Jennifer%u2019s clothes had been left in the chat room. The two naked women got into position as Alan waited, propped up close by.Jennifer laid down first, positioning herself so her bottom was raised up and sitting close to the leading edge of the tyre. She raised her legs and opened them to enable Dawn to lay down between them with her legs wide open and splayed out behind her; her bottom and vagina raised up resting on Jennifer. She used her arms to press Jennifer%u2019s legs back over and to the sides of her, Jennifer%u2019s, head. Alan called out that he thought it was perfect, and they heard him crawling towards them: a legless church gargoyle woven into flesh and blood. Dawn became excited as she felt him, like a dangerous human crab or a spider, with its back legs missing, crawling up onto her. She felt his repulsive saliva, and elastic snot leaking constantly from his half-nose; it trickled and fell like living cling film, over her bottom and up her spine as he reached out to grab hold of the poles. The disgust of it excited her so much that her bladder emptied, and she pissed all over Jennifer%u2019s cunt.%u201cI can%u2019t be certain I will enter you every time, I thrust,%u201d he called out, his saliva falling down onto Dawn%u2019s bottom and creeping it%u2019s way down her crack to coat her anus. %u201cBut, I should slip into one of your holes most of the time, once I get the rhythm going. Ready? Here we go.%u201dJennifer let out a loud groan as he slid the whole of his cock into her arse, effortlessly, aided by the lubricating contents of his nose and mouth that had coated it. But her groan was not one of pleasure: it was one of pain. Dawn understood, too, when his next stroke rammed into her vagina, slid up to the end, and kept coming, pushing hard against the end of her vaginal cavity and threatening to puncture it and force its way through.%u201cI know it hurts at first,%u201d he shouted out, %u201cbut your bodies will The Undertaker
                                
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