Deliberately making a scuff on the ground Dawn looked over her shoulder, not changing her stance spoke to Paul ‘Can you get me the Wine bottle opene... thing please?’ she slurred. she was very d***k. Now Paul and Dawn always got on, they would talk and appreciated each other, but Paul did like her body too. He stood behind and leant over the top of her, he had Shorts and a T-Shirt on. grabbing the corkscrew, he wondered if she was actually pushing her arse into his groin? Raising up and back he. She moaned, but didn't cry out, His hand caressed her skin, he loved seeing it red like that and he knew she needed to feel his strength, his power. His hand came down again on one cheek and again on the other, walking up beside her he kissed her face, she smiled at Him, her face flushed, she whispered Master I need You.Coming behind her, he touched between her legs feeling the heat and dampness there. Spreading her legs, he moved in closer taking hold of her hips, lifting her ass. He entered. Long slender taut muscled dancer’s legs, round perfect asses, small breasts with pert nipples, long elegant necks, narrow backs, graceful arms and hands, small skulls with cute pixie impish faces, impudent tilted-up noses and generous, ripe looking full lipped mouths. Eye candy, I call them. Unfortunately, the demon succubi formerly inhabiting these choice bodies, were a pair of vicious, teasing, nasty turd flinging, evil personalities. I have special candidates, the perfect tenants for these. We sat there silently for about 5 minutes when I broke the silence. “Mom,” I said, “I want to apologize for what happened.”“Oh really,” she said, “What did happen?” “Well, I don't know what came over me or you.” “What do you mean what came over me?” she barked back at me. “You're the one who was out of control.” “I was not,” I said. “You're the one who started the whole thing to begin with, mom. I didn't want to fight and I certainly didn't want to...well...whatever happened. Look, I was.