Just as Phoebe started to withdraw from the kiss, goddess responded by placing her right hand behind her nieces neck and pulled her towards her. This...time both of them turned on the passion. Phoebe’s eyes closed as her mouth opened and felt goddesses tongue delve into her mouth. Goddess was able to glance over Phoebe’s shoulder and look Master straight in the eye. She winked. Master smiled back, and looking over the rim of his glass, took a sip of his wine, his mind was racing. After a few. I know that we haven't always gotten along even at the best of times and that us breaking up was in large part thanks to you, so I bet you feel pretty pleased with yourself now. Really you've always hated me and every effort to make us friends. So fuck it. Why bother make the effort? Instead, I am going to enjoy fucking with you one last time. Let me tell you a story about last summer. Remember when you came back from your dad's place? You had been gone, what, eight weeks, right? And you. This story takes place in the same world as my Fridays at the Guardian Angel story. I recommend anyone who stumbled on this piece read at least chapter one of Fridays at the Guardian Angel first. But if you’re just looking for a quick futa on female story then you’re probably fine without it. ****** Whiskey glittered in the small glass, sparkling with the lights of the trendy bar. Couples chatted at high tops drinking local microbrews and popular cocktails. Casual games of pool and darts. I’m a happily married man with k**s but the thought of how much I would love to fuck her I was running through my mind. Just bend her over and fuck the shit out of her. My dick was getting hard as i imagined it shoved between her lips into her mouth. The fantasy was broken up when reality hit, a black man moved in & took a seat in chair next to her and just began mesmerizing her. The black stud wasted no time chatting her up with attention of fucking this bitch. I knew it to he was gonna get.