Instead, I got the pissed off she-devil who was now passed out. I got undressed (we always slept naked) and slid in behind Rita who was lying on her ...eft side with her back to me. I decided to just forgive and forget (again) and go to sleep. I spooned Rita with my right arm over her unconscious body and my hand came to rest on her right tit. I am such a tit lover that just cupping her breast made my cock leap to attention, especially in the mood I was in already. I started squeezing it. She was naked and actually kind of fit. Well, if you ignored the scales ... and the thick tail ... and the leathery wings folded behind her back ... or the long quills she had instead of hair.To be honest, Jackson thought, she was a bit of a babe even with those. It was the face. Aside from a few scales and the hair that wasn't actually hair, you could almost trick yourself into thinking she was human. A very cute human, even if her pink skin tended more to lilac than fleshy tones. The vivid. Lauderdale? Jameson Edward Lauderdale?" Yes, that's me." Mr. Lauderdale, I am Horace A. Waters your aunt, Ellie Hutchinson's lawyer. I have the sad task to inform you of her death."After an inordinately long pause Horace A. Waters said, "Are you still there Mr. Lauderdale?" Yes, Mr. Waters. It's just that I never thought that she would ever die. When did it happen?" Yes, we all felt that way. The housekeeper found her this morning. She apparently passed during the night. She seems to have gone. She could taste his precum, mixed with Paula’s own saliva. Paula was right, Blake was close.“Suck him really well for me,” Paula continued, teasing. “I want to watch him unload all that cum in your mouth while I get fucked,” she added.Roma’s listened excitedly, her tongue and mouth working the hard cock as she savoured the fucking she was receiving from behind. She wanted to take every drop, not spill a single one, just so she could share it with Paula.“That's it, you dirty slut,” Paula said to.