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Candy Pikachu 5

... Mr. Stanford had been to his own daughter and how he now was no better. “I'm not trying to kill you,” he lied. “Just clean the vomit out of your hair.”

“Oh,” Lily was surprised. With shaking shivering hands she did her best to wash her stringy hair and then swam back to the bank. Mr. Richards pulled her out and placed her on his shoulder to carry her back to his tent.

He remained silent while walking back. He tried to tell himself he only wanted to wash away the evidence of his crime but he could not completely convince himself he would not have let her drift away had the current been strong enough to take the most damning piece of evidence, the girl herself.

Lily was smiling and giggling while still shivering with chattering teeth. Despite the abuse he just put her through, she was just happy to be alive. Mr. Richards retrieved two more badges and plunged them through the flesh of her chest without warning. She had to cover her mouth to keep from screaming. She did not question why though as she was used to it.

She let him dress her in her discarded night clothes again and lay her down on the cot. She was extremely cold from the lake and kept shivering the whole night, even with him sleeping next to her.

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... next morning, Lily was not surprised to be rudely awakened by Mr. Richards forcing his morning wood inside of her. She was surprised that his choice of hole was her anus though. It slipped in easily with the help of lotion, but it still felt much bigger than any time Max had raped her.

To keep her quite, he pressed on the back of her head and forced her face into the cot. She felt no need to restrain her groaning with him already trying to stifle her. After depositing a large amount of sperm inside her butt, he finally pulled out of her and began looking around the tent for anything to clean her up with. He was not going to be able to bathe her in the lake again in front of the rest of the campers.

Instead of a rag to wipe her with, he found his spare golf balls in his rucksack. Lily’s eyes widened and then went cross when she felt something hard and round being forced into her slime filled butthole. It lodged itself an inch deep and prevented his cum from dribbling out of her. “What did you put inside me?” she groaned.

“You’ll find out when you use the bathroom,” he assured her.

“Let me go now then,” she whined.

“You have to go?” he was concerned.

“You just put something in my butt. Of course I have to go.”

“Not yet,” he refused, “when you get home.” She frowned but did not argue. Looking down he saw his deflating morning wood and felt the usual need to pee that always arrived in the morning. His eyes lit up as he got an idea.

Lily yelped when she felt ...