By now my hands were sweating inside the latex gloves I wore as the adrenaline surged through me. I slowly crept around the house, looking for somethi...g that might tell me how and why Wanda was treating Anna the way she was. Finding nothing in the basement I worked my way up the stairs to the main area. To her credit Wanda was a great interior decorator, but this was no time to admire the scenery. Turning around a corner I found the study. In the far corner sat a computer and I decided that. Its ancient mistreatment of women proved to be its undoing in the present. When the Futanari took over earth, they saw religion as meaningless having none of their own but chose to use it as a tool for their purposes. Religions that the futa considered to be empowering females were allowed, so as to win the support of the female side of humanity for the Futanari Dominion of Earth. The followers of the religion of the sword however chose to fight and carried out attacks against the Futanari.. She was really upset about misbehavior from the path of men. Just when we think is the worst time to try to get some arousal out of a woman could probably be the best. I told her she didn’t resist too. Meaning she must have loved what he did why forget that. And she was like no way what’s there to love. Someone touching you! I was seeing a slight glimmer of hope. I told her that it is extreme pleasure when touched or squeezed on breast. She said no way. And with that started a chat in fb that. ’ Fenna said. He pulled her pants down and also jerked her panties off. With his thumb he stroke through her groin, ever so softly caressing her pussy, toying with the wrinkly labia, teasingly circling the shiny clit. Fenna felt even more floaty and dizzy. She marveled in the arousal that emerged from his touch, she relished his fingers, one of which now slowly entered her. Matteo’s finger, Matteo’s finger, Matteo’s finger. It was like a mantra over and over again. The pleasures.