She was full of questions about my work, and finally convinced me to playback my current project.I couldn't just play what was loaded. It was so inspi...ed by Karen's raid on my solitude last night, that her presence would expose feelings I wasn't ready to share. I was afraid my lyrics would strike a too-familiar chord. I loaded a different project that was nearly finished the night before. It was my real freedom celebration song, and in my haste to find something to play for Ellen, I didn't even. I slowly pushed forward. Cheryl had a pained look on her face, but I kept feeding her my shaft. After some minutes I was inside her tight hole completely. It felt like my cock was in a vice. I began to pull out then I slid all the way into Cheryl's shit hole. Cheryl had her head thrown back as I pushed in and out of her. After a few minutes, Cheryl started to meet my thrusts with her own movements. We were getting into it now. I wanted to fuck her in the worst way and make her mine for good.. And since Becca is now disgusted by you, then it's gonna have to be me. Normally I'd be grossed out by a sissy boy like you, but you look... so much like your mother. And losing her to your father was my biggest regret. So, if I can't have her, I can at least turn her son into my sissy bride. I get a fortune and a hot new wife. So it's a win-win for me. And it's not like you have a choice." That's ridiculous. That picture is all you have left on me. It could be anybody. It doesn't even look. " Asmedogh," I told her automatically. But my mind was much more on that "home"; I liked it a lot that the word popped out of her so easily. Then I just pointed; in the middle of our rehearsing he'd hopped up on the couch and settled down to observe. I mean, it was why he'd agreed to stay, to watch humans interact. He was doing it."Oh," she said. She got up and started to walk over to him carefully. "I wonder if he'll— Guess not," she added as he hopped back down quickly at her approach and.