I’m surprised that you could show your freakish face around here.” said some stuck up blond bitch. There was some unprovoked hatred coming from he.... “So, who’s that?” I asked telepathically. “Samantha Arnold. She’s hated me since we little kids.” she replied. “Huh. Well then she’s as good as anyone to start with. Let me get the ball rolling for you.” I said entering Dante’s body again. I moved her body without any complaints from her, which was pretty nice. I stood up and faced Samantha. She. I had to start slow, as she really was quite tight. She moved her hands to my ass to facilitate the grinding motion. I squeezed her tits and rubbed her nipples as I machined away at her cunt. I increased the speed and depth that my cock penetrated her and she moaned with her eyes closed as if she was having a beautiful dream.I was kind of feeling a bit cheated that I seemed to have to do all the work. Then again it was my idea. But I was also feeling bold and kinky, and there she was, ripe for. I closed all the lights, raised the blinds and settled in the living room. He had told me to use his bedroom, but it did not feel right. I sat there flicking through the channels on tv as I heard a commotion on the first floor. Some thumping and some whispering. He had told me that his son was asleep upstairs, so I started climbing upstairs to meet him now that it seemed that he was up.Quite a sight greeted me as I ascended the stairs. Right there in the middle of the corridor was a young girl,. " As much as I hate to interrupt you two," Ceiling said, "It's time." Drat," said Cassie, "I hate the mandatory parts. Come on, let's get this over with."They left the bedroom and moved to the admitting room.Once seated, she sitting in the comfy chair and John on the other side, Cassie said, "The principal mission of a Hero is to rescue a damsel in distress. Damsels are Cassandrian women who sign up for the privilege of being rescued by her Hero."At any one time there will be three to six.