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Cheryl was tickled glasses and a bit surprised to see this lecherous and extremely horny side of her father. She would have to fuck him one day, whatever the circumstances. She could almost feel it herself as Dave rammed that cock into his youngest daughter, the girl nearly losing her breath. He broke her hymen in one go with only a little squeak from Katie. And then just pounded the shit out of her. Her orgasm(s) came in perfect sync to his as he dumped more cum than he believed he ever had before. This next week is going to be really something, he figured, not precisely knowing that Katie was having exactly the same thought. The following days seemed to fly by. Dave had designated Thursday and Friday as official tenderizing days with the four days between then and now considered to be a sort of run-up period as Dave got deep into his research on spit-roasting. He sexy would fuck Katie as often as possible during this time so that from Thursday on he would be free to keep it constant (with some help he was beginning pussy to plan). During this entire period Katie would remain naked and quit school. If she wanted to go out, say, with Cheryl, it would be clear to all that she was now a naked meat girl. On Monday Beth would take her to the Board to get her certified as she’d never had cause to be before (she came out Grade A, destined for spit roasting or baking) and the official metal tag saying so was pierced into her clit. Katie just loved to flash its shiny metal. In the beginning days of official cannibalism, once a girl was planned for food, she became, and was called, “meat”, as she was no longer seen as human. But Dave was of a progressive mind and took the increasingly popular view that this was unncessarily demeaning to the girls who, at least in family cases, they loved dearly despite what they were doing to them. teacher It ended up being more arousing and twisted amateur to all concerned to keep up the former relationship right to the end. So Katie would not be just “meat” to her dad, she would remain his close daughter that he was fucking and was going to kill. They would continue to call each other “Daddy” and “Katie”. And in Dave’s mind this seemed to up the right level of darkness and depravity in an arousing way. Katie just loved it that she was not being done as just a piece of meat – even if in fact she was one - but as herself, a willing and thrilled daughter of her happy and horny Daddy. Similarly, if she met people on the street that she knew, she would be more than meat; she would be Dave’s Katie, the pretty girl being fucked silly, soon to be eaten. Obviously she really was still meat as the traditionalists would maintain, but this new approach spiced things up a bit more, made it creepier which is a horny thing. Of course, if she was out and about over the next couple of days and got spotted by men or twelve-year-old (or whatever) boys, they were, as usual, free to diddle her cunt and asshole and play with her gorgeous tits for a bit. Boys will be horny boys and this always seemed fair. Letting them fuck her was frowned upon, though, as she was still property. On Monday when Katie and Cheryl went shopping for a little revealing sundress Cheryl wanted for the roasting party, Katie almost went a little too far with the meat girl rules. It was late afternoon and Katie hadn’t been fucked since just after breakfast as her Daddy was at Tim’s doing his training. So, to be fair, she was horny; her just-past-virginity body – and mind – had now quickly developed a great and constant sexual need. It was a hot day and the girls were sitting in a Starbucks with a couple of iced lattes when three boys, who actually did appear to be twelve years old, walked in. Typical boys, always kibbutzing and rattling on about whatever dumb computer game was in favour with them. Until one of them, Darren, a blond rangy kid, spotted Katie, her nudity rather obvious. “Hey guys,” he said, signalling his buddies. “Over here.” He pointed toward Katie and Cheryl and approached their table, his pals in tow. He stood in front of the girls for a second until they acknowledged the boys’ presence. “Hi,” Katie said. “Hey,” Darren said, looking transfixed by her tits and seeing her cunt tag. “So, like, are you a meat girl?” Being recognized this way was a turn-on for Katie. I wanted to run and scream but for some reason I stayed put with my legs spread and a huge older man pulling out his cock standing between them. I continue closer until the whole back of my hand is against her: it’s at the point of transition from her thigh to her bum. Then one stood up and got behind me. I thought, here we go, it's time. This includes sex with your wife, sex where I am not present, sex…well…just like tonight…” They both nod. When I arrived, holding my jeans up at my waist, Aunt Janet was dabbing at the mess on her skirt. Neija didn’t complain, though she constantly rolled her eyes. When you don’t interact except for the barest of communication exchanges, the face you put on is of little significance. The backyard was a sexy wide-open stretch of flat land that reached out to the edge of the forest, where various structures were scattered across the length and width of the area. I pussy will drive.” Danny seemed to only use about a table spoon worth. Every once in a while, she would get a gag reflex and pull back. 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