.. !He came fully into the picture at that point, and with mind- shattering dismay, Jean saw that it actually was her husband, Ken!"Oh no... no... noo...ooo!" she moaned weakly, watching him shed every stitch, until at last he stood as naked as the vixen on the bed, his hardened penis thrusting out from his lean, hairy loins lustfully, his terrible intentions obvious!Max Keele watched the teenaged blonde doll he had quietly sat down beside with sadistic delight. He had already witnessed the. After a few minutes, from what I could tell they must have both been nakedas I could see the faint outline of their white skin, which was moreilluminated for me than when they appeared when they were both dressed.Although I could only see a small portion of the couch, I could hearpractically every sound being made by my father and the other guy,including each time their weight shifted on the couch. Having said this, Icould tell they were moving around a lot. The quiet murmurs they had. The one elf rushed over to the other making muttering sounds of distress, Laurel sitting back down offered to help saying she could heal minor injuries like broken bones and cuts.Laurel watched the elf fussing over the other one, then glance over his shoulder at her several times, with a smile Laurel got back up and walked over, kneeling down she made soothing sounds as she looked over the injured elf, a pretty female elf who was trying not to move her injured leg at the same time she pressed. No one minds. The blinds are still open, the sun’s heat lighting my skin, easing me into my role. I am indelicately delicate, porcelain broken, chipped, stained, ready for daily use. I’ve been told to remember, many times now, I’m just a common slut. If I believe it, she says, it’ll come true. If I am that way, then I’ll believe. I don’t understand, but I’m not supposed to, any longer. Things aren’t for me to decide, anymore. The couple arrive, footsteps clattering outside. The man and the.