Next day I got call at night I had to pick my daughter from a pub she and her friends had partied there.I went and collected the girls.All of them wer... drunk I dropped the other two girls off and now only me and daughter were left.I was visibly angry I took her up in her room and told her that I will talk in the morning.She started crying as she knew she would be scolded.I went to my room shouted at her mother.That bitch had to put some sense in our daughter rather than roaming with her. And my tits had grown twice their size since I had come to live with Grandpa. My school and outside life seemed perfect. I was popular, active in school events and clubs. I had a couple of really close friends, but I could never have a boyfriend. I was too afraid that he might find out about me and Grandpa. And I had to call home before I ever brought anyone home to make sure Grandpa wouldn't be sitting there with his dick out waiting for his "Princess" to come jump on it. By the way I looked. Just as she did. There in the dressing room shesaw the range each night she was at work. Pretty and passable as theywere, the new Pussy Boys didn't even come close to the feminine visionthat were the Pussy Girls who'd been Girls for a while. The "freshlyminted" Pussy Girls came a lot closer to that but, even after a year ormore "on the juice" and despite their being so pickled by it that theycould no longer get hard ons, they still looked more like "traps" thanthe more experienced Pussy. This is real.“Very well...” with a smirk spread out across his face, the demon lifts his hand and snaps his fingers. Instantly, Penelope drops to her knees and then to her hands. “Hmm ... it seems that you are quite weak after all.”The witch looks up at him with glowering eyes. The fire is still there, burning with intensity and hatred. “You will not have me,” she says contumaciously.“Well, if you insist I will just have to destroy one of my pets,” Arseus says calmly. “Which would you have me.
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