IF YOU SAY A WORD OF WHAT HAPPENS, YOU WILL END UP LIKE YOUR PAL.” She tried to protest. “DO YOU FUCKING HEAR ME!” “I hear you mumbled Jhis...aine. “make sure you hear me. Jhislaine doubled up in pain with a fist to the belly.“BITCH, YOU DESERVE EVERYTHING. YOU HAVE NO FUCKING RIGHTS!”“Put your hands out and lean against the wall. Spread your legs. “What are you going to do” “Shut the fuck up, don’t talk unless I ask you.” Jhislaine was shaking. Two big hands grabbed her around the neck. "I struggled against my captors but they seemed to have the upper hand. Ifelt their arms entwined between mine, holding them behind me. Then thestrangest thing started to happen. I felt their grip loosen, their armswere shrinking. I felt strength surge through me as the men fell to theground, the hooded robes falling off their now decrepit, flabby andskeletal forms.The old man took several steps back. "What... No, that's not possible." What is this thing?" I asked him. "What the hell's going. Maybe Pierre Hatch, after your uncle. Instead, I was aborted by my own mother, your ex-wife, Melanie Hatch. Your mother, my grandmother, was named Emmanuelle Marie-Louise Duchamp, in Port-Au-Prince, Haiti. I know that much. She married Reverend Andrew Hatch, converted to Protestant, Baptist Christianity instead of voodoo, but you returned to her faith, rejecting your father’s ... my grandfather’s.“I completely understand why, too. Voodoo, Santeria, these ways are the ways of our forefathers,. “Don’t look so surprised! You said a thousand times I could do it, if you could watch. So tonight, I’m going to do it and you get to watch!” Carol stated. At this point, I was fully aroused and erect. My cock felt as if it was going to explode. Carol then started to hump her pussy up to my face as I ate her delicious pussy. Within a few seconds, Carol had a very strong orgasm. Once she composed herself, she sat up and pulled her robe closed then retired to the bedroom. I followed her. “Are you.