When Tiffany found her sister (after a rather goodnight's sleep strangely enough), the poor thing was blubbering like an idiot. Tiffany could barely make out what the distraught, disheveled, disarrayed younger woman was going on about.
Her sister, Terri, could only point to the open window...stammering about a wicked...vile...evil man. Poor Terri promptly passed out, covered in cum. However, she had scratched the letters of her rapist in the dust on her very dusty nightstand.
Tiffany's eyes were drawn to the rather large letters...F...R scratched in the dusty nightstand top. Here eyes widened in fear.
"There is only one man that would be this vile! The fucking bastard! I'll make him pay for this!" Tiffany vowed. Leaving her cum covered sister, Tiffany ran from the house.
Too bad she didn't check the back seat of her car as she jumped in and locked the doors...
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