"Where's my big strong brother now when I need him?"She had withstood the pain, but the mental anguish of what was happening now was completely unexpe...ted and not something she was prepared for or able to deal with. She felt her spirit being crushed under the assault and that in itself was a shock to her."Firm. Ripe and firm. I haven't felt titties as firm as this since Molly O'Hara let me feel her up in high school," Greg snickered as he squeezed Fiona through her sleepshirt. "Why don't we see. ..another NEET,” said the angel, “guess we’ll let Lady Esther deal with you. Go down the hall, she’s the third door on your left.”“Lady Esther?” I asked. The angel gave an exasperated sigh.“She’s the goddess that deals with people like you. You know, people that didn’t achieve anything in life, and died pretty young.” said the angel.Didn’t achieve anything? What an ass! I’ll have him know my signed limited edition collection of Fumbo Snap figures was only two away from being completed! But I. I wanted to truly sixty-nine, so I pulled him on top of me and the sucking continued. Because he was so much shorter than I was, the angle of his cock was harder for me to suck, but I liked the weight of him on top of me and I wasn’t complaining.I shifted my attention to his asshole. I started with gently blowing and then licking it. I became more aggressive with my tongue and he responded accordingly, shifting his body and moving up and down to encourage my licking.I probed deeper and deeper. Their faces often just blended together. Not Amelia’s, though. Lost in thought again, I turned back to the railing and looked at the skating rink. In my mind’s eye, I saw only two people on the ice: A small young woman in a beige and pink ski jacket and a taller man in a long winter overcoat. She was laughing and skating circles around him. He was older but seemed less sure on his skates and in his demeanour. But he was also undeniably having fun. Amelia must have been staring at me as I was.