Hadn't she? She remembered how she'dthought Willow's buttocks to be beautiful, and she recalled how she'denjoyed fucking her, dominating her. She'd al...o enjoyed being buttfucked by her mentor and father figure, Rupert Giles. Wasn't that thesame as incest? True, she'd had to do that, too, to gain entrance tothis demon dimension and rescue Willow. But was rescuing her friend asufficient reason for letting what amounted to her own father fuck herin her ass? Rescue Willow! What a laugh! If. . Armand could"see" the broad-shouldered figure of her recruiter, but not his face.It was, well, not there, a fuzzy blob of darkness. He guessed her mindhad been tampered with, to obscure the recruiter's identity. Armandadvanced the hand control again, and the darkness resolved itself intoa face. Nothing memorable, but he made a clear mental note of the man'sfeatures. After the interrogation session, he would describe the man inhis report. It was unlikely even Misk's wonderful machine could. Lexi had shed her shorts and stood ready for the couch, sporting only pink panties and her mid-riff bearing t-shirt. She slipped on to the couch and pulled the blanket up to her chin. “Sleep well,” I said. “If you need anything, just holler out.” I crawled into my bed, horny as hell and pulled my blanket over myself. I switched off the lamp beside my bed. Lexi’s cute little body flooded my mind. I was just about asleep, when I saw the outline of a figure standing at the foot of my bed. “Oh. Then I went near her and touched her blood which is so soft and round about 30in size then after exploring for 30 min I take my tool and started d job and close my eyes, suddenly Shweta, touch me on shoulder, I went numb and my tool got softer, she said what r you doing I giggled and said nothing, she said I know about your activities u do with Deepa, now u r doing with me also I said sorry to her, in her replyI get d shock of my life, she said do what u did with Deepa with me also I said sorry.