My wife looked up at her and asked her if she had to go to that room again for it?Witchy replied yes Little Momma your pleasure awaits you back there....ittle Momma was now starting to ask and beg not to be taken back there, she didn't like it back there.Witchy just told her that oh yes she liked it back there and loved it when she was all bound up on the altar and getting fucked by Master Beast.Then and there Witchy told her put your drink on the table and let's go.My wife looked at me and then. Mack's Diner was in, what had once been, a fashionable part of town but now was just one step away from skid row. It had become, over the years, a local greasy spoon, frequented by seniors on a fixed income who didn't want to cook at home, singles, like myself, who had no culinary skills and the occasional lost stranger who dropped in for directions, a cup of coffee, or a piece of pie."Nothing much, it's been a rough day. Where's Rosie?" Rosie was the other waitress and my favorite. Although I. He gripped my by them, saying he liked them the best, so we left after getting me eight sets that mixed and matched with each other.We traveled to the Penny’s in the Mall, where I helped him pick out some traditional board shorts, and a few pair of the tight speedos. I enjoyed him showing them off as much he enjoyed seeing me in my new bikinis.I could see the exact outline of his fully erect penis. Maybe I should be calling it a cock, since it is both longer and wider than his fathers.On the. ”The display continued to show what looked like a series of missiles being launched from the armada of UHN warships. A couple of them showed missiles from their defense turrets being launched to shoot down the incoming Itrean missiles. Tiny explosions caused by flak dotted the space ahead of the fleet. It looked a firestorm of weapons fire in space.The display then switched over to the Itrean fleet far in the distance. The camera did its best as it showed a battle going on with distances over.