Muffy had to reluctantly admit that Amanda's supine curves looked like a work of art. these guys really knew how to do a suckling roast bitch right. From the way her bulge glistened with meat juices, to the way her crispy tits flopped over her rib-cage, she was done to perfection. Somewhere along the way, Muffy wasn't sure when, the timid mother-to-be had died. The orderlies heaved her up and deposited Amanda's beautiful dead body onto the preparation table beside Yuki, who was already being posed in a set of decorative metal braces.
Dan gently removed the spit from Amanda's bubble butt. Dribbles of clear meat juice came away with it.
"Now aren't these girl's just fine. I'll be sure to grab some choice cuts later... but for now,...
It's time to get you on to roast, Muffy."