I loved her. She'd better damned well love me back, or I was going to need some serious rehab, for a long time to come.Even after watching the film to...ether; even after our discussion of "when" we would finally make love, we didn't. Not that night. Pretty peculiar, right?But that was OK. I felt as if we had an understanding. I was pretty sure that, the very next time we met, it would be the end of the long, strange mating ritual, and the beginning of a beautiful friendship.I was certain enough. As Bridget awaited her hard whacks!“Z-Z-Z-IPPP” Bridget’s zipper was lowered and shamefully, helplessly her Avenger lifted her hips, as he pulled and tugged till her black slacks yielded their fleshy bottom load. The sounds of her spanking, its cracks would sound. The reality of her situation showed this was no longer fiction.Bridget struggled & tussled as Avenger lowered her slacks & dislodged her shiny green panties. The Horror train- goer put up quite a fuss, regretting agreeing to the. " Why not both?" asked Salomé.Nick slapped his forehead. "Why not indeed? I swear my brain is shrinking these days." You're male, Grandfather," said Rosa. "You still think having a dick makes you better." Even with all these remarkable daughters?" Lindy wondered."Males!" the women all mumbled."So a predominantly lesbian angel is unprecedented?" I asked."Unfortunately no, and perhaps that's why I hoped for change," said Nick sadly. "Two of my three late daughters preferred women far more than. Then, as he'd taken his frustration with her not giving him a grandchild to its extreme and he forced her to fuck with him that year, he'd grown to want to fuck Bethany more and more after it was known that he'd gotten her knocked up. Philip's hand felt good on his hard long cock as he stroked up and down and remembered that first time when he'd forced himself on Bethany and she'd actually given in and allowed him to bury his hard dick inside her young pussy. He wished his cock was inside his.