“And just how were you going to convince me and yourparents that she somehow tolerate being fucked when shecould not before?”“We tho...ght that we could figure out something, later.”“Since you both have convinced them, they’re going tostay convinced. I’ll take your cherry, tonight Cassie,and you’ll get pregnant sooner or later. But June, I’llfuck you, but you will not, I say again, you will nothave my baby unless I say so. Otherwise your. I might have operated him myself, provided better vascularisation, extended his life, decreased his misery a bit. I ll never know.He loved us the way he could, I guess we did the same too. But, but, but as long as I m alive, I wish we could have been better dad-son. Wish I was stupider. Wish I could enjoy TV along with him, or be there every day making life for him, or I was never born so he could spare the time he spent on me and did what he enjoyed most a more. I will never know.I have. Between us we covered the things that could slow us down and cost a boat load of money if unsettled.In other words ... it was a Monday.One idea George was frantically pulling together was a full-length, Christmas feature that had the potential to be released into theaters, and then rolled back through cable airings the following season and beyond. It was a bigger deal than Southern Sky Studios usually tackled, but Abby loved the script and George felt like the movie fit our model in all ways. My nose is touching your pussy and ass, as I inhale again and again. You are both embarrassed and titillated that I am smelling you, like I would sniff a glass of fine wine. My tongue goes out to your pussy, I lick you, not hard, but lightly, then begin to lap your pussy with the broad part of my tongue like a dog would lap you. You have a piercing which I find pretty bold for a nun, but I'm so fucking horny. I go from your clit, to your ass. Your pussy opens up, your inner lips open and.