" The desire for vengeance was stronger than ever. Even thoughAlita Thompson was free, Marissa felt the backlash from the second wishand wanted to pun...sh Ruiz as much as the older woman probably did."Punish him," she whispered. "I want his balls to tack up on my wall."***Marissa went back to her apartment. The trial was over. Was she goingto get her own body back? She waited three or four hours and nothinghappened. "If I'm going to be stuck as Marissa," she decided, "I wantthe satisfaction, at. .. well, I was standing in front of the mirror, so I tried to see what he saw in me. I was only of average height, and I'd inherited all the Scots genes the family had to offer; green eyes, auburn hair, and pale skin dusted with freckles. Like all redheads, I had to worry about the sun, but at least in my case it seemed only to add to my freckle collection. I smiled experimentally, thrust my chest out; I at least took after my mother, with the soft swell of C-cup breasts straining now beneath. " How could you afford something like this?" I asked."I sold the farm to a city slicker in Wheeling," he said. "He paid me five hundred dollars for it. I got some other stuff inside the wagon."We looked inside and I was knocked over. He had six, hundred pound sacks of flour and about a hundred pounds of coffee. There were also a bunch of packages."What's all that?" Tess asked, pointing toward the packages."Just some stuff I got for you guys," he said. He picked out three of the packages and. Rajaji pushed it all the way in once and then grabbing her flaring wide buttocks in both hands started to give thrusts.“Rajaii aai ga ah aha ahahahahah”Shara started bucking as each thrust penetrated her wet pussy deper and deeper. I knew she must be feeling happy for the first time in one year since a rock hard lund was making her a madi again. She crossed her ankels and her anklets started tinkilng very lovingly as her mard penetrated her deeper. Rajaji was kissing her breasts alternately.