"Yes! Nearly!" replied Angie between breaths."Well, lets get you there!" Donna then said.Then she reached down, placed her fingers over Angie's little...clit and began rubbing firmly as I continued to fuck her little wet pussy."Oh god! Oh yes!" exclaimed Angie quickly getting more excited by what Donna was doing."Oh fuck! That's it! That's it!" Angie then cried getting louder and louder.Donna continued to rub away at her little pink clit, I continued to pump into her pussy and fill it with my. I’ve always said to die fucking was the best way to go, and I still think it is. But I’m not allowed to take that way out yet. My lovelies have informed me if I suicide by such a scheme I’ll be preserved and used as a toilet so they can vent their anger by pissing on my face for years to come. The fate of my body doesn’t worry me, but I don’t wish to make them that mad. Melody has the hots for Dave and vica versa. Thought she was going to move out. Wrong. He’s moving in, and I’m still expected. "I am not in pain anymore, child, for I no longer have a physical body. This..." he placed his hands on his chest, "is but a temporary gift, so that I may fulfill my promise to you. Here, allow me to help you. Take my hand, Christine."She took his hand without hesitation and he helped her into the boat. She sat and he took an oar and used it to push the boat away from the shore. He replaced the oar, maneuvered the small craft around and began to row to the opposite shore."Papa? When you said. I would almost always do this to her before taking her out into the woods or river bottom not far from where we lived. At the time my father had several Shetland ponies as he loved animals. So with her fantasy's and mine one evening after my dad was asleep I stripped her naked and instead of taking her out to the little cabin behind the house where I usually took her. I led her past it and across the pasture she told me later that as I led her across the pasture she had no idea what I was going.