I’m sick of it!? Sharon wails. ?It’s not my fault all your fat went to your ass blondie?, was Heathers take on things. The soluti...n seemed to be to separate them so I asked Sharon to go downstairs to our finished basement for the rest of the evening if she couldn’t get along with our guest. She stomped off. Heather sat down to watch the Lifetime Channel (I assume another movie about a guy being unfaithful to his wife), and Dave and I went back to playing cards at the kitchen. "Yeah that's a good idea" I responded. Brenda slid my pants down, exposing my ass to her. She began to rub and grab my ass cheeks, followed by a rather firm slap. "Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hit you" Brenda said shockingly. "Oh no that's ok, I liked it" I said. Brenda giggled and continued her massage. Brenda was working her way down my ass and between my thighs, getting close to my balls. "Why don't you turn over, so I can massage your front" Brenda suggested. I immediately turned. "Yes," i said eagerly.She pressed her cock to my asshole. It was uncomfortable at first but then I relaxed and she slid inside me. She slid her cock deep inside me and a low moan escaped from my mouth. She kept her cock deep in my ass and held me close. She made her cock twitch inside me a few times and we both laughed a little. I had never had a real cock inside me and I told her, "you feel so good." I knew you would like it" she said.She thrust her hips forward with a grunt to let me know. ”“Exactly.”Isis spoke up. “But this raises non-technological solutions on the offensive side at least. A foreign agent that speaks no languages in common with Mr Murphy should be immune to his mind control. And while a speedster is obviously the wrong choice because it’s too easy for Mr. Murphy to turn their momentum against them, there are other powers out there that might prove more difficult for him to deal with.”The Matriarch said. “Explain.”“Mr Murphy’s power is an almost perfect defense,.