'Knock! Knock!" A few minutes passed before Tori open the door. She was wearing a tight white shirt and some small white shorts. "10am right on the do.... I like that... Come on in paint boy." said Tori. What no pussy licker I thought... I paused. I then walked into her living room. I had two buckets of pink paint, in my right hand. A rolling brush, a paint brush, a few 12 inch wooden paint sticks in a bag in my other hand. I almost dropped all my paint gear. "Hi!" said a very bodacious woman on. "Thanks Damon," Diane said. "Just a few moments ago, the young man whomade the press aware of Matilda Nixon, Daniel Silverton, approached theNixon residence and spoke to the hybrid Matilda. An argument broke outbefore Miss Nixon clearly threatened Mr Silverton. Mr Silverton thenturned to walk away before collapsing to the ground while Miss Nixonshouted, "Dad, Dad. You have to call Chem-Tech!" Mr Silverton was on theill fated field trip that caused Philip Nixon to change into the cat-girlhybrid,. 'Daddy!' she squealed and smiled lovingly into the camera. Then she bit her cherry red bottom lip and closed her eyes as the ass fucker smack her ass. Her long neck arched. One of the other guys caressed her neck and stuck his thumb in her mouth.So Daddy could film his little slave being fuck the two guys got on one side of her as the ass guy kept fucking. One guy had one hand on her wrist and the other on her neck. His large long fingers spread around her neck. The other guy just reached. "You fucking bitch," I said under my breath, quietly enough so only she could hear me. "I tried to respect your marriage. I tried to ignore your first flirtations. I tried to pretend it was just innocent fun, for so long. And when I finally told you it was going too far, you wouldn't stop, would you? You kept pushing. And now, here we are. You've poked and prodded until there's no way we can move forward as friends. You've killed our friendship just to see what would happen if we spent the.