Barely five minutes passed, then I could not hold back. As the first volley came, Sandy squeezed my balls in perfect sequence. The shot hit the back o... her throat. Three, four more times, then my convulsions subsided. Sandy rose, my hands almost instinctively cupping her copious breasts. She leaned into me, her lips against mine, her tongue splitting my lips. I received her, my embrace not tempered by any rationalization, accepting her probing tongue and sharing what she held for me. We broke. Evidence of a mature season was everywhere, as a light October breeze chased a dozen or so crusty leaves around the corner and held them hostage in a whirling dance, disturbing his solitude. The rustling sound ceased when they fell to the weathered boards of the porch, abandoned by the departing breeze. His eyes closed slowly, as his tongue slipped out to moisten his upper lip - searching for evidence of what his mind remembered of her. He inhaled deeply and slipped into a mental review of many. The world is filled with strong men, and busty girls. The only issue you have in your existence is where to begin. It's time to intervene with the flow of reality, and really start to be mischievous! Following this is a list of characters you might be interested in (pictures included).Makoto Nanaya: An energetic and athletic squirrel beastkin. Don't let the species name fool you, however. She looks very much human, besides her squirrel-like ears and bushy tail. She commonly wears very little,. Maybe, just maybe, if they cooperate with their mommies, right away, there might be time for a story once they're in bed."In a flash, the two little demons headed for the back hall, and their mothers followed, Laura with a smile, and Simtare with a frown. A few minutes later, Laura was back, and beckoned me to join her. I found Simtare standing over a small bed, with two cute little heads peeking out from under the covers. An old-fashioned storybook, printed on actual paper, sat open on the bed.