I know he will slim down on them once I'm gone. He will probably spay and neuter Chase and Gabrielle, but Henrietta and Cyclone are mine. I want them ...o go to good homes. Would you take care of him for me? All I ask, is you get him neutered," she asked.I sat there looking at her, and then looked at Cyclone. He was looking at his mistress, and then he walked over and laid his massive head into her lap. That's when Lori started crying and hugging him. She plastered kisses all over his head and. I had McDonald’s on the walk over and I didn’t need the sugar right now. I must have made a face since I then heard the cashier say something to me.“Don’t like Butterfingers?”The voice is soft and a bit playful. Then I see her. My next target.My next victim.I quickly play along, “Oh, no, I actually like Butterfingers a lot. But I don’t need it now.”“No? You on a diet or something,” she smiles a friendly, shy smile.“No, it’s more of a discipline thing,” I say, thinking back to the last few. HAPPY FOR YOU AND CERTAINLY FOR YOUR SON, BUT, JOANNA, DON'T FORGET YOUR OWN NEEDS."Danny asks her what I mean, but she shakes her head and encourages him to take a nap. He does and she lies down with him. As he sleeps, Joanna stares at his still half erect cock d****d on his thigh. Her hand idly trails over her stomach and into her bush. She uses a finger to trace the slit of her pussy, flowering her cunt open. She shivers with delight, but Danny shifts and rolls, his arm falling across her. Stunningly beautiful to look at with jet black hair and piercing blue eyes, Ala stood 5 feet 9 inches tall, even taller in the strappy heels she loved to wear. Small firm breasts curved down to an ample bum and wide thighs before tapering off to thin ankles gorgeous pedicured feet with long painted toes.As her confidence grew Ala became her old self again, more outgoing, socialising, and catching men’s eyes all over town. She didn’t want a relationship though, she was happy on her own, catching.