For a moment the clock on the mantle wasforgotten.Rachael had told him about losing friends a couple years ago, but most ofher friends were still her ...riends. She, too, had lost one close friend,just like Aaron had, but the friend had come back. Maybe Aaron's friendwould, too. Together, they hoped so.He pulled her closer, thinking, not for the first time, how well they fittogether. He was 6'2" and she was 5'9" and to both of them that seemedperfect. Everything seemed perfect. The songs they. On days like her birthdays and Christmas she was always impatient about what she wanted.Some things don’t change. As she looked at her Father’s she pointed to her crotch and said, “Daddy, I want my special present now, please? More kissy-bod later, I promise. Me too. But first...”Her Daddy always gave her what she wanted, and when he did it was so very good for her. Tasting her honeyed juices on her Father’s lips was better than the icing on the cake. Feeling his body enter her was better than. But it was nothing. One punch and he went down. That changes things. Know why? That didn't entertain me at all.Yakuza: What! Say that again! Hold it!Fudozawa: So he was no good. I see. Then why don't you try me!(Stripped to the waist, he slams his open hand into a nearby boulder, leaving a handprint in the stone.)Yakuza: There it is! The oyabun's trick move! The Demon-Killer! Who knows how many faces he's smashed in with that killer technique!Fudozawa: I've got business to take care of tonight,. "Mmm. Deliciously filthy." She sighed as a stream of golden piss flowed from her soon to be owned pussy. When she was done I pointed at the clothes. "This is where you will piss. The other... thing.. You do as normal and clean that hole well, put you piss her on your.. um... litter tray" Yes Sir"Taking her by the hand I led her to the guest bedroom. "I know I said no physical but..." I want it too" Samantha whispered. "Only oral for tonight" I said. Samantha only nodded a smile on her lips..