He opened his eyes and peered up at me, squinting; he smiled. "Hey, babe," he croaked hoarsely, "How are you this morning?" I am absolutely fabulous!"...I replied, completely unable to keep thesmile off my face, "How about you?"He stretched languorously and grinned back, "Yeah, you're fabulous,alright. I think you proved that last night... Me? I feel great!"I went over to him and kissed him. He responded by slipping his tongueinto my mouth."Let's go eat," he said as we pulled apart, "I am totally. I’m going to be able to resume my life again. The idea I’d lost so much time over something that had seemed so minor at the time is just unbelievable. But getting my life back still means a tremendous amount to me. I realize how close I came to never waking up again.”They both had their kids give me hugs as well, and they all wished me well and I couldn’t help but grin over the difference between the unconscious figure I’d seen before and him now.They made a big deal over the goodbyes and asked. A dazzling flick of her wrist could have them publicly humiliate themselves at her leisure.But such ideas came and went quickly. They were far too... boring. Rudimentary. Uninspired.No, their punishment must be more severe. Tailor made to fit their self-serving nature. A reliquary for their crimes.The Kitsune smiled wryly. She knew what to do.It was simple really. Top laners were prone to fucking over their own team to satisfy their urges to fight the opposing top laner. Thereby, it only seemed. My tongue deep inside her. She moans, still bent over the arm of the couch. The black boys laugh as I lick my mother’s messy pussy. I stick my tongue in as deep as a can. My nose shoved between her asscheeks as I taste cum and mother’s pussy juice. She pushes her wet twat back against my face. Shivering in her pleasure. When my moaning mother is nice and clean I pull back and look up at Clayton. Mom’s juices still slick on my face. They made me strip and stand in the middle of the room. My tiny.