"It's just not a good idea to bargain with the fae. They're--they-re... nasty."Two grinned, sliding a glance at One. "Tell me about it. Did I ever tel... ya about the time Elora slid one of those long fingers of hers right up--" NO!" One cleared her throat. "No, you didn't. Feel free not to tell me now either." One harrumphed, turning away from Two."What a dame... " He chuckled lasciviously, sprinkling the yellow dust through the opening in the clouds.One watched as Melinda raced through the. "Well I'm on the pill and you won't catch anything, but, you know..." If I don't have to then I don't really want to" I said. So I didn't. We turned towards each other and I started rubbing my cock head up and down her extremely wet pussy. I couldn't resist looking at my fingers to see if they had blood on them from when I was playing with her, and I could see a bit, but not a great deal, so I pushed myself inside her with no hesitation. And I slid in very easily!Once I started fucking her she. She started teasing me telling me that I would be missing out on all the fun they had planned. I was a little frustrated having to be stuck at work and couldn't be there to play with them. I think the wife knew it too and started telling me that she had just got out of the shower when cindy showed up and was just wearing a towel. I started teasing her back and asked her why she even had the towel on. She laughed and said oh should I take it off for you. I told her yeah and she said I can if. Very bad news for you, Ms. Rothstein. A neighbor heard a loud crash from the kitchen and went to investigate. They found your father, Ira Rothstein, dead with cuts all over his bodies, though many of them caused him little pain. He didn’t die of them. He had bottles of booze, hard liquor, everywhere, including the one that shattered all over the floor. He was rather clearly ... intoxicated. It’s pretty obvious that this was blood alcohol poisoning. He drank himself to death. You have my deepest.