The young misogynists were knocked back as she announced, “I am the Crimson Spirit, and you limp dicks are about to burn!”The Crimson Spirit glowe... bright with power, her hair billowing out a bright flame red burst. Her outfit had changed again, this time, it was merely a white sports bra with a fiery “CS” emblem and a short low rise skirt with white panties along with the same laceless shoes with bows. She sped forward and knocked the two football players on their backs. Just for shits and. In reality I wanted to wash out all thespunk in me before Tom noticed.It was as I lay relaxing in the bath that I heard thesame squeaking that I’d heard just before being gangbanged. It was the window cleaner, of course, it’sWednesday morning. he always comes every other week at10am Wednesday mornings.Two weeks later, just before 10am on Wednesday morning,Tom was back at work and I was alone in the house. Iwent to the kitchen and tied rope around the tablelegs, put on a blindfold. " She took the head of my cock into her mouth, rubbing it with her tongue. "He is better sucking my nipples than you are!" "That's because he has more incentive," I replied. We were all naked together. I had just slowly fingered the young mother to a huge climax, and she was sucking my rigid cock as she nursed our c***d. We were in our bedroom. Tracy was sitting in a soft chair, supported by cushions, and I stood next to her bracing myself on the back of the chair. "Daddy," she said, pulling. Anyway the point is I don’t want us to be overhead and it’s less likely that your garden has been compromised. Bugs planted between the roses, you know?”“OK just give me a minute...”Chuck keeps the line open as he goes outside. Petra can hear him shuffling through his house and eventually the character of the line changes as he gets outside. “So what is it you want to talk about that is so sensitive? Have you found Tracy?”“No, but I have found the girl who might have been held captive with.