“Daddy, I don’t know what you did different this time, but that was delicious! You need to make it that way every time from now on!”Now there wa... no getting out of it for Greg. If he couldn’t reproduce the ice-cream the same way next time she wanted it, and every time after that, she or her mother would want to know exactly what the cream he added was! “It’s just my secret cream sauce. Glad you liked it Madison.”Then little Madison, whom hated to be called by any of the usual nick-names for a. She hugged me hard, quickly, then lowered me onto the sofa.I didn't quite pass out, but sat watching helplessly as Sarah dragged Margaret, still gasping, into the sitting room. With savage skill she tied wrists and ankles with ropes no doubt intended for her just a minute ago, and stuffed her own panties into Margaret's mouth. My suddenly ex-Mistress's eyes were frozen with hatred.Only when Em had been rendered completely helpless did Sarah speak."How the fuck did this happen? How did you get. Fuck my little pussy! Harder! Harder! Fuck me, make me come, fuck me you bitch! I want to be your slut, your whore! Fist me deeper! Yes!” And then her eyes looked into mine, “Can you get your cock inside my ass while she fist fucks me, J?” I put the head of my cock against her rosebud, and then, without lube, thrust into her. The scream that this action elicited was more pain than pleasure. But then we fell into a rhythm. I could feel Loreena’s fist through the thin wall between her rectum and. His features had mellowed and were not as fierce as they were earlier. His eyes were an odd shade of yellow-green and his teeth had softened. Well, they looked like they had anyway. J.T. reached down and touched my cheek before he leaned in and softly kissed the corner of my mouth. I smiled and he looked into my eyes. He leaned down and kissed my neck. I sighed as his lips gently touched my neck, over and over again. J.T. grabbed onto my waist and rolled over until I was laying on top of him..