My hair was soaked, my body was covered with sweat and my cum and my face was covered with his. I felt like a cheap whore and was treated like one. I ...ad enjoyed every second of it too. I was like a giddy little high school girl. I saw Frank sitting on the bed, with his back against the headboard and his huge cock lying on the bed."How long can you stay?" I asked."Another half hour or so, I need to get up early," he replied."Why?" Let's see if we can get a third out of you," I said."I thought. As she looked down at the face that was her own, she wondered. ‘Is this the face of my mother or my father? Do these eyes match hers or my hair matche his?’ She smiled. So did her reflection. She looked pretty even though she was bruised and beaten. How could that be? Her mother had fallen in love with a crow. Her beautiful mother, a royal in Skyian society, fell in love with a disgusting crow. Aria had never seen a crow outside of a book. She was told that crows were horrifying, contorted. .. not very good at that, are you? Climb on top and take care of it the natural way,” urged the lady.Heather moved to the side, examining the woman’s masculine-looking testicles. “Um ... Lady ... may I ask, are you a spirit?”The woman laughed. “Doubly so! Afraid I’m going to put a bun in your oven, girlie? Well, we spirits only look alive ... our sexual physicality is only shadows ... or memory, depending on the spirit.”Sighing, Heather removed her shorts and underwear and clambered onto the. “Hello, Jennifer. Have we met? You seem a little familiar, but I don't recall seeing you before.”“You know John, right?” she said. “I'm his cousin from California. It could be there's a little family resemblance.”“OK, that must be it. So, where's John?”“He had to go away,” she replied. “I'm not sure what's that's all about, but I expect I'll be here for a while. I'm staying with his family, so I wanted to get out and meet people.”“Wow! She's friendly,” he thought. He asked her, “Would you like.