"But I'm a hunter, my father was and his father before him, it's part of my family", "Well, we don't always become what our parents were young one" He...licked her cheek gently, doing his best to soothe her and keep his arousal under control, the close proximity making it harder. "Yeah? But they'll be dissappointed" She had stopped crying now, sighign a little as the dragons tongue caressed her cheek and face. "I understand how you feel little one, I too have felt the disapproval of my parents". I just wore my usual shorts and a T-shirt. We rolled into the Drive-in lot and found a place about midway back but quite centered. There were only about eight other cars in the venue. The girls were excited. My six year old was thrilled to be doing big girl stuff and Julie her best friend was happy but seemed subdued yet polite. She was a beautiful young girl who would knock the guys out when she reached her teen years. Long blonde hair and pretty lips with big brown eyes between gorgeous. My pussy responded by gripping the stiff intruder and trying to pull it deeper still."Oh, jeez! That's fantastic," he said. "It feels like lots of slick fingers pulling on me. Can you do that harder?"I could, and I did. Neither of us moved as I rippled my muscles, using my pussy to pull and suck on suck his cock. The feeling was wonderful for both of us and I kept doing it faster and harder."Hooo, wow! Oh, keep that up! Oh, that feels incredible! It feels like I'm plugged into a milking machine. Friday, October 13th, 1995 – Jezebel – The AbyssThe dogs tore at my body.The mangy hounds always feasted upon me. My flesh eternally regenerated; my punishment for worshiping Asherah and seducing an entire kingdom into apostasy. Thousands of years of unceasing torment while my Goddess watched over me with delight. My punishment was simple—I experienced my death played out over and over—the fall from the window and the pack of dogs that tore at my flesh. Sometimes she would take the dogs away,.