Spitted and Cooked
by Abbacor
It’s been six months since our friend Kevin ‘roasted’ his wife Woody on a spit. She wasn’t really cooked alive. Woody had been tied to the spit and the fire was low enough and off to one side a bit so Woody was actually never really harmed. Still, I nearly had an orgasm while it looked like Woody was slowly turning over the fire, and Bobby noticed.
