" We can't have you excited without something to look forward to, can we, Sam?"I nodded again, smiling inanely. Where was this conversation going? I s...ruggled to speak."What do you mean, Della? I asked. Did she mean what I hoped?"Joanne actually managed to make me feel attracted to you, Sam. I'd like to get to know more about you, but not this evening. I only dropped in on this party because Joanne said that you would be here. I have another appointment tonight."My disappointment must have been. Her warm, wet pussy ached for more of my growing thickness inside its depths, stretching its lips further apart with every stroke. While smartphone cameras clicked and camcorders rolled with live footage, a red-skinned devil roughly ravished a famous country/western singer. Her panties were now down to her ankles while her dress was raised. Her own brothers watched with absolute, paralyzing shock as their sister was taken by a demon of Hell.“Do it ... please!” Kimberly panted and begged, sweat. The cock in my pussy began to drive in harder and deeper and it soon filled me with a huge load of cum. That's when my mouth was left empty and the stranger returned to my ass, filling it again and fucking me with a passion. It would have been hard to not know who the person fucking me was, but I played along with the secret as he plowed his long, thick monster into my ass. His shaft was buried deep in me when he exploded and filled my rectum with his warm seed. That didn't stop him from. You have to give up your name, your identity, and the friendships you made in St. Loo. Except for me. Mick can't be trusted not to look for you." She smiled then, and I knew that I had her cooperation. "That doesn't seem so bad. Where will I live?" "Where do you want to live?" "With you. Or at least close by." "Close by. I'll see you often. You will soon meet some new friends." "Who?" "Other sisters like you; widows, divorcees, women that the other Last Wives think are just hired help, like.