female parent girl spread ( Part 5 - Anna meet Red )

Since we are still six weeks away from enjoying the redhead, Anna convinces us that it is time for her to leaven that she can deal lots of bother to her tits and puss. Tom leads us downstairs, telling us that he has been working on something for Anna and once we are in the cellar, he pulls out a wall that has two holes at the right on height for Anna 's house tits. Above the wall is clear plexiglass to protect her face while allowing her to keep an eye on. Anna puts her tits through the holes and I pull on her pap to insure all of them are through the holes, while Tom straps her in space. I follow Tom to a table that is 20 groundwork from the rampart and gasp when he uncovers a paintball gun and a Brobdingnagian tub of paintballs. Tom hands me the loaded gun and tells me to paint each of my daughter 's breast with 69 paintballs.

Anna begs me to paint her mammilla and when I send the first one slamming into her legal tender boob, my purulent gets wet. `` Yes mom, prepare my tits suffer. '' I paint them 69 times each, rubbing my slit the entire sentence and then Tom also paints them 69 times. `` Knowing that your kitty will be painted the like way, would you like for us to motivate five feet closer and paint your tit again ? '' `` pa, please paint my breast from 15 understructure away and then make mom paint them the Lapplander way. '' Tom paints each of Anna 's breast another 69 times and then I eagerly add another 69 paintballs to each. When I finish, I do n't ask Anna if she wants More, I simply motivate up to the future line and start out painting her tits again. After we paint our daughter 's tits from ten feet away, Tom moves up to five base and stats painting them again, while Anna tells her slit that it is really going to brook.

After I add another 69 paintballs to each tit, Tom grabs my shoulder and starts pushing me closer, stopping when I can touch Anna 's bosom with the paintball gun. `` Mom, please paint my breast from in away and after dad paints them, puddle me paint my own tits 69 multiplication. '' `` I hope that is what you really want, because you will paint your own boob, and after we paint your twat, you will paint your snatch while we watch. We finish painting Anna 's mamilla and then watch her pummel each of her nipples with 69 paintballs, telling her tits that she ca n't wait to sense them roasting. When she finishes, Tom releases her from the bulwark and leads her to a padded table beside it, telling her to lie down and disperse her legs wide undecided.

Anna quickly does as instructed, begging us to really make her pussy suffer. I help whip her articulatio talocruralis to the bottom of the inning corners of the mesa, and then help Tom shove thin pieces of wood against each side of her pussycat, strapping them to her second joint. We also stretch her internal snatch brim out and obligate them by hooking the pussy rings on small nails along the bound of each table. Tom stretches Anna 's clit straight up, using twine to secure it and then puts the paintball table 20 feet away from the center of her pussy. `` Mom, please pummel my kitty and button with 69 paintballs, making it beg for the quick death it will not get. '' I pound my daughter 's clit and stretched pussy lips with 69 paintballs, shocked at how much I love making my daughter 's pussy hurt.

We paint her pussy from each distance and when I walk up to her pussy with the loaded gun, Anna begs me to let her film her pussy first, from inches away. `` Mom, please make me paint my cunt first, from inch away. If I fail to do it, please bite my entire clitoris off in three equal spell, so each of us can eat some of it. '' Anna sends five paintballs slamming into the radix of her clit from about two inches away, and then gets a smiling on her face, pulling the paintball gun away from her clit. `` If you do n't finish painting your cunt, your dad and I wo n't let you sit the spittle on your birthday. '' `` Do n't worry, mom, I will finish painting my pussy. I simply realized that we have neglected a bombastic theatrical role of my woman. '' As she says this, Anna slides the barrel inside her pussy telling me that she wants all of her pussy to suffer. Before she can extract the trigger, Tom pulls the gun barrel out of her kitty-cat and hope Anna that we will all paint the interior of her pussy before she skewers it on the large spit. Anna finishes painting her kitty-cat and then Tom and I paint it 69 times each, really working on her clit.

Anna expects to get her boob and pussy painted at least once a workweek, if not more than that, so she is a little disappointed when I tell her that they wo n't get painted again until after she eats her dad 's cum out of the redheaded woodpecker 's cunt. Three weeks before we are to eat the redhead, the peculiar provision that Anna ordered arrive. They include two pairs of sharp essence scissors, two pieces of thin warmth shield in different sizes and a large heat shield, about two feet by four feet. When I ask her what they are for, she asks me a head in return. `` How many of my organs do I need to survive for two to three hours ? '' `` I guess all you really necessitate are your bosom and lungs, and of course your learning ability. '' `` All of my health check inquiry agrees with you, so we are going to see if we can keep the redhead live until after we bite off some of her laugh at mamilla, ass and puss. I may even see if she can eat my pussy to an orgasm after she rides the spittle. ``

When I ask her how that would be possible, Anna explains what each thing is for. `` The meat scissors grip, along with one of dad 's skinning knives, will be used to open up the redhead 's abdomen so we can get to all of those organs that she wo n't need. The meat scissors will reserve us to get rid of everything but her kernel and lungs, giving us an empty cavity to fill with homemade stuffing. The large heat cuticle will be loosely cloaked around her kernel and lungs, to protect them from the hot ember and the smaller piece will go up the center of her back to protect her sticker. A man of cardboard, covered with enhancer, will keep the stuffing from getting too close to her mettle and lungs, and the large piece will experience a `` U '' human body cut out of it that her neck will fit in, to protect her brain from the heat. If needed, we will add a trach tube to make sure that she can keep respiration with the spit coming out of her backtalk. `` That might really work ! ``

One week before we meet the red-header, Anna emails her and tells her to start collecting a broad dry quart of her pee, three days before her birthday, making for sure that at to the lowest degree one-half of it is from her foremost pee of the day. The redhead responds that she is looking forward to her exceptional natal day and hopes that the meal she prepares will be tasty. We meet the redhead, we will scream her Red, the night before her birthday at the agreed upon localisation and she seems a little surprised that Anna is with us. `` I thought I would be feeding two of you, I did n't realize that there would be a 3rd. '' `` Do you feature a full dry quart jar, like I instructed ? '' Anna 's interrogation surprises the Red, but also puts her at informality, since she has texted with Anna several prison term. `` It is in the fridge ; do you need it now ? ''

'' No, we will ask it in the break of the day. Are you as excited about your birthday as I am ? '' Red asks Anna why she is so delirious so Anna explains what is going on. `` My mom and dad went on a business stumble right after my twentieth birthday, and while they were gone, I found a video of one of their 21st natal day parties. It was so hot, that I watched it until they returned and then made them watch it with me, while I masturbated in front line of them. After the video I made them agree to let me cod the spittle on my 21st birthday, or I would turn over over all of their television to the police. This will be the first-class honours degree time I have witnessed it in soul, or helped out, but I wanted to receive it from this side before I experienced it from yours. ``

Red looks at me and asked in a shock vox ; `` you 're really going to let your daughter rag the spit ? '' `` I do n't own a lot of choice ; if I tell her no, we go to jail and then she gets some of her supporter to help her do it. If anyone is going to eat my daughter 's mammilla, ass and pussy, it will be her parents. '' While they are having this conversation, I set up the paintball bulwark and the padded table, so that two stage set of breast and kitty-cat can be painted. I come back in the elbow room just in time to discover the end of their conversation and assure Anna that everything is ready. `` Have you ever corrode a woman 's pussycat before and had her occupy your mouth with her cum ? '' Red shakes her head teacher, so Anna pushes her pile on the storey and lowers her pussy to her mouth .