I tell Carole: I also bought some things we should take to enhance our lust, to have lasting erections, to be able to orgasm and cum several times a d...y and to increase our capacity to feel torture and pleasure. First these are some Chinese herbs and powders which we must boil and make an infusion with them. We should drink that all the time to burst our sexual desire; we will help us not feel tired and will allow us to ejaculate many times. We must also take these special pills, there are like. ' That's not true, then?" Danielle expressed surprise at what I said, "Grandpa always preaches that it's a sin, but Aunt Michelle and Aunt Missy ... I've caught them kissing now and then, and not pecks on the cheek, either." Your Grandpa is a good man, but I don't agree with him about this, sweetie. I don't go to church because I don't believe in what they teach and preach there. I just disagree with it," I declared."Grandpa said that if you're not a believer, you'll go to Hell. Does that mean. Yes. Fuck me, Eddie," she whispered. "Fuck my tight, wet cunt." Bumfelt did. He fucked the hell out of her and Darling responded. He drove into her and she pushed back onto him, bouncing in his lap, her tits bouncing every time she pushed onto his cock. "That's it. Do me. Do me. Oh, you're hitting bottom," she moaned as Bumfelt drove into her. Faster. Harder. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Make me cum." Bumfelt felt his balls swell. He was going to cum himself. "I'm cumming. I'm cumming," rasped Darling,. "A dozen times, almost enough to believe it. I'll be along soon. Go ahead."The mirror at the end of the hall beckoned. In it Reginald saw a young woman, her raven hair pinned and teased beyond what was practical, save, perhaps, for a single special evening. Her dress was light chiffon. When she moved it was a soft flow. Her gloves were white and ran nearly the length of her arms. She also wore a wry grin that looked distinctly out of place.The young woman sighed. "All right. I have a feeling.