So far, you've succeeded in defending yourself from all such attacks, but you worry it might only be a matter of time until you slip up..."Why couldn'... they just want to kill me?" you sigh, wiping the blood off your sword as you walk away from one such encounter. That would indeed be a much easier fate, thanks to recent developments amongst the world's deities.About two-hundred human years ago, a new generation of Gods appeared on the scene, quickly pushing the Old Ones out of the way in terms. My brother had gone to bed and I was brushing Beth’s hair which I always enjoyed – she’d showered and I loved tugging at I to get the knots out. On this night I was on the edge of the couch dressed only in my sleep shorts with Beth on the floor in front of me with her head between my legs, her back to me and dressed in a pair of baby doll pyjamas.As I pulled the comb through her hair it would catch on a knot and pull her head into my crotch and, of course, at my age any attention there would. "The four of them walked across the wide tarmac between the helicopter hangar and the office between two hangars.Tank had Lisa get in the helicopter through the door away from the parking lot so she wouldn't be obvious getting in if the helicopter was already out of the hangar ... Tank, the pilot, and I pushed the helicopter out of the hangar on the rolling platform. I got into the left seat and put on a headset and Tank got into the back with Lisa, sliding the door closed. After the helicopter. Finally, she gave me a sad, lusty look, just before she ingulfed both of my fingers with her toothless, old, slutty, mouth. She was sucking my fingers with her eyes closed as she leaned against the fridge. I moved my left hand down to her messy old cunt and began finger fucking her hairy pussy, and to my surprise, she spread her legs for me. My cock was rock hard so I pulled my fingers out of her mouth and we kissed, not like mother and son, but like a horny old slut and the next man she was.