She'd told him that she was just nutty enough to tell her parents that he'd fucked her even if he didn't. She'd apparently convinced him that she was ...elling the truth. She'd also made him hot by stripping her clothes off right there. He'd stared, and his prick had started poking his pants out, but he hadn't made a move toward her.Betty had picked up her clothes, told George that he'd better come to her room if he didn't want to get into serious trouble, then took off. He'd soon appeared in her. “Show me how you get yourself off.”“Oh, God, this is so embarrassing!” she moaned. Still, she didn’t take her hands away as I egged her on. Spreading her pussylips with her left forefinger and middle finger, she began to rub her clit with her right middle finger in a circular fashion. I stared at her as she began to sway and spasm, her pussy lips glistening as she began to get off. Once she tried to stop, saying she was wet enough, but I kept her kneeling by me, with orders to make herself cum. He covered the distance quickly, and there was a flash of sparks as his dagger met her armored forearm, glancing off the blue material harmlessly. Undeterred, he tried again, his strike easily deflected. Her power armor could stand up to some of the most powerful Human firearms, there was no way that he was going to penetrate it with just a combat knife.That said, her shields would not deflect a blade as it would a bullet, and there were joints in her armor where the underlying suit and her. " She softly murmured. "My sister and my cousins will have new husbands here and they will learn the old ways ... that which is now lost or hidden, and has been forbidden. There shall be a feast and our eyes shall be opened."I almost think I remember that Abigail shared the forbidden feast with us together, seated in that dimly lit cave with the ancient dark race and their new, docile and compliant brides. There she willingly accepted the dreadful gift of the ghouls, that perfect knowledge of.