Simple rules, but ones her 'victims' so often ignored.The next part was the hardest for her. She wasn't dramatic by nature,and she'd had to train hers...lf to perfect the role that they wanted herto fill. She was the big bad demon, 'forcing' them to do what theywanted. Poor souls, they truly believed (at first, anyway) that they hadto be blackmailed into doing what they'd always wanted.And so, acting her role, she told him how the future would be. Threw thebag at him as contemptuously as she. It was too much of a load for her to handle, so before she started to choke, she pulled her mouth away just as another hot white rope of cum erupted from her father's cock, landing squarely on her nose, oozing down both of her cheeks. He pulled away just in time to land the last shot of cum on her magnificent breasts.Looking down at his daughter, covered in his own cum, smiling up at him with the same innocent face she had when growing up--it was just too much for Jeff.. 'What have I done?!' He. " Mary smirked. "Oh, I think this survey might do the trick." "Fine." Ham stuffed the survey in his pack, and squeezed through a gap that had opened when some of the girls apparently realized they were going to be late too.---Ham kicked open the door of his room gently, so that he wouldn't have to let go of his snack tray. A wrestler had to keep his strength up, after all. Especially during an epic session of homework. About an hour and a half in, Ham noticed a piece of blue paper between two. She even rubbed a little on the lips of her cunt. This made her look very sexy, and attractive. Next they rubbed more perfumed oil on her hair and plaited it hang down below her knees in two long strands. Next they brought out some white powdery substance which they carefully and sparingly applied on her face so as not to smudge the red flower juice applied on her lips. Having done all this they stepped back as if to admire their handiwork, and being satisfied proceeded to d**** the pareu.