They Left One Bag On The Curb: Amelia Dire

As you seen last time, we put her in a hefty bag on garbage night and brought her out to the curb. I return the next day and I see all the bags have taken. I see the garbage truck making a left, he waves, I give him the thumbs up. I walk to my office, and there is this little grey bag with 2 legs sticking out and shivering. I shake my head, open the bag, and two little sad brown eyes are looking back up at me. I was not amused. The guys show up, and we just figured why not. We sat her on the sofa, gave her a few zaps and the next thing you know the whore bowl is filled up and she's making noises like a clubbed baby seal. Then it was time for the DP. Now she's squealing like a pig as two hard rods thrusted up into her cylinders like her pelvis was a '58 pan head. 3 huge loads to the somber face, some tasty morsels from the whore bowl for her to chew on, and we emptied another can of garbage on her.