"Hello, Hello, can you hear me ? I kept saying but clearly the link was one way I could see and hear everything but that was all !!! "Hope you're read... to watch" he said as he kept moving and focussing the camera on himself as he ;'spoke. He was dressed in his leather gear and I watched as he held up Denise's bra and panties ! "I've got your wife naked now " I will never forget those words !!!!! Then he unbuttoned his pants and lifted his cock and balls out into view !! GASP ! "Your wife has. Maureen liked talking about current events and somehow we got on the subject of how young women were being pressured to get breast implants. How men judged women by their breast size, etc."Poor Patrick. He's got SIDS," Martha noted in a serious tone.I didn't know what she was talking about."SIDS? Sudden Infant Death Syndrome?" Maureen queried."No. Small Irish Dick Syndrome."Shock waves. I could not believe she had just said that. Out loud. To her girlfriend. Right in front of me.There was a. Allher breath whooshed out of her and she folded like ajackknife.He grabbed her arms and pulled her upright then kickedher hard between her legs. She was wearing a tailoredtrouser suit and so there was no impediment to thedevastating power as his steel toe-capped boot smashedinto her crotch.She almost retched at the flaming agony.Now she was scared. Really scared. She tried to strugglefree as he formed his fingers into a blade and jammed itinto her throat.She struggled to breath as the other. .. you’re not a man anymore. You’re a futanari girl. You’ll never be a man again! Then again, that might not be such bad news after all. At least not to me. A lot of the menfolk would agree with me ... and more than a few of the girls, too. You’re much more ... alluring as a futa girl!” I laughed as I slapped Jenna on the tush.“Tell me about it!” I heard Jessica Alba as she slid in next to me and began kissing my mouth so hungrily.Yes, she was pregnant to me again ... with our eighteenth child..