I just don’t do it all the time, but yes, as an angel, I can read any mortal mind easily. Angels, demons, and Gods are another matter,” Robert rep...ied as he finished reading Prissy’s mind and then told Azrael, “She’s a flat-out, wholehearted lesbian, this one. Not a touch of hetero to her. Not merely queer or bi like Monica here.”“Alright, then. Prissy, you have a choice to make, in that case. You can remain a lesbian, in which case, I will simply grow a cock again and impregnate you myself, or. " She turned and yelled down the hall. "Chrissy, go get some lingerie to bring as well!"In just a few more minutes I was sitting in the driver seat of my car, a naked woman in a knee length jacket in the passenger seat, making the drive to my house."Is there anything I can do for you or tell you on the way, Mistress?" Chrissy asked me."Um, I don't think so," I said nervously."Was this your idea, Mistress?" Chrissy asked."Not really," I said. "I was sort of brow-beaten into this by my high. The pressure to her clit made her moan slightly and come up for air."Oh my god. Just laying here kissing you has me ready to explode again, but I don't want to until I get a chance to taste your cum in my mouth." With that, she began kissing my neck. She slowly worked her way down to my breast where my erect nipples stood proud. She ran her hands lightly over both before taking my left nipple into her mouth. I wasn't ready for it, so the sensation sent a shiver through my body to my clit. I. Deepti was so excited to hear that. My father took one hand and started to caress his exposed tummy of Deepti. She started moaning.Deepti: Ahh, Papa, I’m melting in your hand. Please stop teasing me. I want your big spoon. I want to use your thick spoon.He then slowly inserted in hand from below that blouse and grabbed her boob. As soon as he grabbed her boob, Deepti hissed with pleasure.Deepti: Ahhh, Papa, grab my boobs, crush them. Your hands are stronger than your son’s. I want your big.