I get up and beckon Katelyn to the door she enters looking at Madi on the couch." Watch this poor little fag take my cock" I bend down and spit on her...ass again, Katelyn puts her hand over her mouth in horror I start to lick Madis ass again she can't help but moan She struggles and puts up a fight for Katelyn sake but I hold the arch of her back and slowly start to push in to her. Shes very wet "Look at her tattoos Katelyn haven't you seen this" I say as Katelyn watches on in horror Madi. And to top off the cherry off, the girl claims to be my dead husband come back to life in her body. So let's have a little psychic chat to prove any truth to this bull and cock story, shall we?I really missed your "brood essential monologues," like as if you were breaking the fourth wall. But honey if you really want to validate my backstory you could have done it through your abilities. I mean I haven't even felt you poke around in my brain even a little. The woman said this as she pedaled her. I was also in the middle of finishing puberty and was hard and horny, pretty much all the time. In fact since I was spending so much time with Erin it gave me fodder to take home with me and jerk off and cum at least 2 or 3 times before I went to sleep at night.To describe Erin is to say she was a black beautiful goddess. Gorgeous milk chocolate colored skin. Wonderfully sized tits and from what I could tell, before I saw her naked, at least a trimmed if not shaved pussy. I had seen her in a. “No! No!” the girl kept screaming, as Mable positioned the child over the end of her bed and started to spank her little bottom hard.“What did you say to me?” Mable demanded, stopping only briefly to hear her answer. “No, no, no,” wept the little girl. Positioning her own leg across the girl’s to help stop them from flaying, she then proceeded to spank her again, her hand making sharp sounds as it landed heavily across the child’s bottom.“Well?” Mable demanded.“I don’t want to,” the girl wept,.