I told we hadn’t had that girl-meat yet which surprised him. After work I went to the grocery store and picked up the spices and herb and several other thing that I had planned on tenderizing the meat with. Indian Sex On it was stamped grade A for roasting or baking but we knew that this day was coming that either one of us or both of us could had winded up as either alternative meat or as slaves. He asked how the girl-meat was that I had selected the other day. I quickly tired her legs and arms securing her to the roasting spit. I freed her hands and but left her feet hobbled so she couldn’t run away and become what we called wild meat. I told Brenda the day as finally come but I wanted her to experience an orgasm since it will be your first and last time. I quickly tired her legs and arms securing her to the roasting spit. I pulled out the stuffing that I had prepared earlier and started filling the empty cavity with a mixture of cornbread stuffing and butter to help keep her meat moist while cooking.
