Hot, hard, and animalistic. He pulled away and both he and I were breathless. My eyes grew wide as he started to undo my jeans. "No" I told him, and I...pushed him away harder than I should have. I got about 2 steps from him and he grabbed my jacket and pulled me back to him. I was struggling to button my jeans as he shoved my hand away and thrust his hand into my pants. I was hot and wet as he drove his fingers into me. At his mercy, I clung to the stairwell, begging my knees not to buckle. My. ..she was actually enjoying it! Nohuman woman squeezes out that many babies and enjoys it!Blond goddess (who was once a portly, male politician) emerged from thebathroom wearing a bath towel, but she scrutinized the closet...liftedthe towel to expose her swollen, perfect pussy. And released a gurglingscream of inhuman outrage! Jade had been found out! Throwing open thedoor, hitting the blond bitch with a portable ironing board, she leaptfor the door, and freedom.***"Well...at least he...he died. He knew just what buttons to push to keep her in a sexual frenzy! Mark teased her for a bit until he saw her begin to pant and start to push her hips to meet his fingers. He got her heart beating faster and she began to moan more then suddenly he stopped and pulled his fingers from her. "W-why did you stop, Sir, that felt so good!" she whined. He grinned mischievously,"Time for that later, slut. Right now I need some breakfast - otherwise I may not have the energy for that other stuff!" he. He did not direct the changes, he just helped to build Cathy so she would be a good mother for his granddaughter. He lived ‘family is not about blood’. He gave her a second chance. She had changed, and I needed to give her a second chance too. I have felt that I was partially responsible for Franciszka. In those months between the time that Cathy became pregnant, and the shower, I started to realize that I needed to make sure that the child was going to have a chance at life. I felt responsible.