Tight Skirt licked her lips and slinkily approached James, she caressed her huge voluptuous breasts, and tweaked her erect nipples, her hand rubbed up...and down her exposed sturdy thighs as she drew closer to her helpless naked male victim. Her thighs and lower body seemed to have had a strange red camouflage painted on, but he was only too aware she was still caked in the dried blood that had spurted out of the still alive soldier she had so barbarically castrated. James’s jaw dropped at the. "No you don't. But I'd like to be your friend if youweren't so mean." I'm not mean," she wailed."Then ask me to unbutton your dress instead of tellingme." Will you unbutton my dress?" she said, wiping the tearsfrom her eyes."Of course I will."Patrick unbuttoned Anna's dress, and then left the room towait by the door while Anna dressed. A few minutes passed,and Patrick was beginning to wonder if Anna had forgottenhe was waiting by the door. He was about to knock whenAnna opened the door. He saw. “And I figured out why I got so angry about what happened. It wasn’t because of you, it was because of me.” “What are you talking about? You didn’t do anything wrong.” “No, but I’ve thought about it, lots of times. LOTS of times.” I took a deep breath, and continued, “I need to be honest with you about something, honey. I’ve kinda got a thing for Tracy.” Ria went silent, but she nodded that she understood. I continued, “I’ve always felt really guilty about it. I get mad at myself every time I. She stared at it appreciatively as her pussy lubricated in its darkness.“Hannah, please come around so the Masons can see your gown,” Hannah’s mother instructed.Jacob tried to turn and watch Hannah, but Lisa grabbed his balls and stopped him. He was still presenting his sex equipment to the Strongs while everyone else watched Hannah walk around a sofa to stand before the Masons, who were sitting side by side behind their son. Jacob craned his neck until he couldn’t turn his head any farther and.