Your wife got a new Mercedes.” She shouted after him. “Ladies and gentlemen of the congregation: I apologize for the interruption of your services... And members of the TV audience: I hope you have learned something this morning, and you can do what you want with your contributions.“I have Mr. LaPaige’s personal laptop here and the numbers I mentioned earlier. As is the case with other big earners, I will be taking a large percentage of this organization’s excess funds and use them for legitimate. Her mind is sealed deeply into the Master’s world. Her mind has been made to think nought but what he wishes it to think. This is kinky perfection to the Xenomorph who has made Shelly go through this smelly, commanding banquet. The thought that he is fully-lobotomising a little girl by making her crave so, so deeply to fill herself with the special juices and slimes and sputums which she knows will cook and sterilize her brain is good to the Master. It makes the Master’s Xenomorph shlong poke. Bite my cock head, easy, tease me, yeah. . .that feels fucking awesome. You like my cock in your mouth, don't you? I can tell by the way you're sucking me you've missed it .He grabs the back of my head and face fucks me until I'm drooling, my spit running down his cock and balls, gagging a little. I can feel him growing thicker, harder, I don't want him to stop - my ass does - but I want to taste his cum NOW. I reach and tease the outside of his asshole with my finger and I'm moaning like the. “Hey,” I asked, “what happened to ‘take me to bed NOW,’” I asked. “Do I need to go find a two-by-four?”“Oh, poo,” she retorted, “Don’t be a spoilsport. If this is going to be where I’m living, I need to know where my closet is.”I just shook my head. I was once again convinced, as if there had ever been ANY doubt, the more I thought I knew about women – the less I really did understand.I finally had to point out to Christy which closet would be hers ... a walk-in closet. She gasped again when.