"Mmm... you taste like mint," Estelle observed, "And Amelia. Minty Amelia-Sophia goodness." Well, Amelia was waiting for me under the mistletoe earlie...... apparently for, like, fifteen minutes." Sophia responded."Oh really?" Estelle said with conviction as she turned to look at her red-haired mistress, who simply smirked back."Did I mention that I love your new jacket?" Sophia said to Amelia as her eyes took in Amelia's burgundy snap front jacket, accompanied by tight black jeans."Why thank. At this point I'm about ready to cum and Sandra wants a facial, let me rephrase this in her words, "cum on my face as I'll swallow you later", there clearly was an ulterior motive here and it turns out there was. I pull Sandra off my cock and spray a load all over Sandra's face and some on the interior of Jims car, oops. Now I've been staring at the back of her head for twenty minutes now and her face looks lovely covered in cum. She gets out the car without so much as wiping a drop off still. It took Marcus a minute, but he told his body to stop letting the energy out, and it stopped. He stopped glowing just like that. "Killer." Marcus whispered. Then he looked at Angel and asked, "And what exactly am I going to do about these?" he pointed at the wings. Angel nodded then explained to Marcus that the wings were a permanent part of her body, which did not make him too happy. He felt enough like a freak as it was. The thought of having to be seen in public, not only as a chick but with. I hadn't met him but when he spoke I recognized his voice."Wow! What a slut! Huh. What do you think babe? What shall we do with him?" HIM!" she snapped. "He's not a man. SHE is a naughty little bitch who needs to be taught a lesson. Get your ass over here." She grabbed me by my long hair and practically dragged me to her room. Isaac was laughing at me, his manly baritone voice making me feel instantly inferior. As she let go, I slumped to the floor, watching her sift through the wardrobe for.