“You are so shameless! Standing in the drawing room and getting your nipples sucked by a man not your husband! What if somebody can see you from the...other building? Anyway you will wait for me. Won’t you? I knew that you wanted to be fucked but your husband’s invisible presence was holding you back. I helped you, did I not by taking the initiative and again fucking you whereas you were supposed to do it this time?”Anita found her voice. “I never said that I would do it. And people don’t peep. In the bathroom, I had found Vaseline, and smuggled it into the bedroom.When I thought that Dad's cock was stiff enough, I asked him to “take care” of my rear hole, because I really wanted to try.Although I had not tried before, I felt that father knew exactly how he should "open" me with his fingers before he smeared a big blob on his dick and started to penetrate into me from behind.Although I had thought about using my dildo there the day before, it felt even better with father's cock, even. "Yes, Sandy. She's in Belize. She sends her love." I went on to tell her all about our island hotel. "We'll be flying to Belize tomorrow for the grand opening."Send us information on the hotel. It sounds like a perfect hideaway for the three of us to vacation for a few days."I will. We'll be in Greece in a few weeks. Perhaps we can get together then." When she asked why we'd be in Greece, I told her about our plans to build a hotel on a Greek island. "Which gives me an idea. We're looking for. Only to crumble into soft dirt as my magic dissipated.“Slata’s cunt,” I gasped as the werewolf burst through the stone, claws reaching for me. What was wrong with my magic?Thrak’s ax swung. A silver-red blur slammed into the werewolf’s back, driving the creature’s body to the ground at my feet. It spasmed, cut in half by the blow. I stepped back, clutching at my naked breasts, struggling to breathe.“Thanks,” I squeaked out.Thrak grunted and bellowed, “That’s my woman! Try to touch her, and I.