When’s the last time Dad made you laugh ... really laugh?”“I ... can’t remember. I guess I don’t laugh much anymore.”“What makes you hap...y, Mom?”“You make me very happy, David.”“I mean what did you used to do that you really liked to do?”Thinking though the fog was a chore but her face suddenly lightened and there was a slight smile. “Dancing. Your father used to take me dancing when we were first married. Slow dancing. Romantic dancing. I so enjoyed that.”David went to the stereo, put on some. “You know you were the best boyfriend I ever had,” she said as I pull out on the freeway. Don’t care, is what I thought, “Mmm-hmm” is what I said. “I would give anything to have you back.” “The only thing you’re ever going to get from me sweetheart is fucked in the ass,” it was meant as an insult, to shut her up. “Ok,” was what she said. From the back seat I hear her shifting around a few seconds later a pair of panties hit the rearview mirror. “This ass?” she asks, I glance in the mirror and. A real, blazing hot, totally fuckable hottie. She looked like a porn star or glamour model in a Halloween Devil costume, what little of it there was. She looked a little like another Pihanga, but a Pihanga DaBigBoom didn't want to throttle. There was a whole bunch of other things DaBigBoom would like to do to her instead, most of which were unprintable. Like Pihanga, the succubus had horns, wings and a tail, but unlike Pihanga everything was filled out and looked more .... Cyril buried his face in her twat and she moaned until, her orgasm struck her like a freight train and he crawled in her arms. She could feel him poking with his nail hard cock and asked if he was rested up enough and with a yes answer, she invited him to enter her as she was ready for the real thing. First being slightly unsure, he went slow but then penetrated her balls deep and started thrusting harder and faster into her pussy. Adriana’s cooze had dried reasonably for not being used but it.