Then they go back to Pittsburgh for one before they come back to Chicago for one. Game seven would be in Pittsburgh.”“What’s the plan for today?...�� Kara asked.“Michelle will be by at 1:00pm for our chat, and Samantha will be here for dinner. Gina and Bo should be here as well.”“How was their date on Tuesday?”“Fine, according to Gina. They went out again last night. I’m just afraid of the details I’m going to hear!”The girls laughed.“Don’t you boys talk about how amazing a pussy is or how great. My Mistress would love to play with her royal beauty. “Huh?”“Maybe...” Sven panted while rolling onto his back. “Getting tripped ... was part of ... my plan.”“I like you,” I said, tightening my grip on my sickle. “Cocky and brash to the end.”Princess AvaThe lamia crashed into me. I gasped as she smashed the pointed end of her stone into my face. I shuddered, feeling the proxy shivering beneath the impact. Her attack hit with force, and alabaster wasn’t the strongest of stone.What made it easy. Not all of them were consistently cheerful, but none of them were so consistently dour as Edith. A germ of an idea sprouted in the back of her mind; she noted it and placed it (so to speak) somewhere it would have a chance to grow. As a result, her ladies each received a baked treat when she visited them – a fairy cake, perhaps, a few jam tarts or mince pies, shortbread biscuits maybe. Edith Spurgeon responded as might be expected, negatively."I don't need your pity, Mrs. Cooper." It's not. She cried, "yes madame jay". After she came I rammed my fingers down her throat until she puked up spit and then I turned her over on all fours. I told her keep her ass in the air no matter what. I rammed my fist in her pussy and kept ramming it fast and deep she tried to get away so I held her by her ponytail. And then she said thee unspeakable! "madame jay! Please stop?" I looked at her in disbelief. "no bitch", I yelled ramming my fist in deeper, "I don't care if it hurts"! When my arms grew.