Die Gestalt war für einen Vogel zu gross und seine Form war unproportioniert.Ein imaginärer Beobachter hätte bald erkannt, das es sich in Wirklichk...it um drei Gestalten handelte. Der eigentliche „Vogel" war ein grosser Mann mit Flügeln dessen Erscheinung dem populären Bild eines Engels entsprach. Sein Name war Pygar, er war das letzte Exemplar der Ornithantrophen und er war Blind.Jeweils links und rechts von ihm klammerte sich eine junge Frau an ihn, zusätzlich gehalten von seinen Armen.An. I looked up.“I thought it would be a few more days,” I said, she just smiled.“Hmm,” she said, and then she was gone.She’d been waiting for her husband for forever. Well, it seemed like forever. Ever since her mother had outed herself, she’d been beside herself with feelings of guilt and confusion and desperation.Her dad was dying, and worse, trying to die. And why? Mostly because of her own behavior. Her mom too, but mostly because of her behavior. He was her dad, her real and wonderful daddy. She turned it off again. She put her leg up on a stool, her shirt rising up enough for me to see her pussy glistening. “Do you want to lick me pet?” “Yes Mistress.” I did, I loved eating her out. “Then you are going to have to beg for me.” She turned the vibrator on high again making it hard to talk. “Please Mistress, let me lick you. I love to taste you and make you come. Please let me. I’d do anything.” She smiled darkly and put her leg down to walk over to me. “I know you would.” She. He caught as much of it as he could and rubbed it into my face. I was coughing loudly and badly.In between coughs, Mr D stuffed his cock deep into my throat. He thrust in and out several times and started to cum. He was groaning and I was squealing. The jets of cum spurted into my throat and I tried my best to swallow it down.Neither of us heard it over me hacking and him cumming, but someone came in the door! :ONeither of us heard anything until Mr D's wife was standing in the doorway of the.