.” she whispered.“I ... Well ... What?” Josie mumbled.Buffy ignored and moved on with her plan. She reached down to her pants and undid the butt...n, “Before we talk about love and feelings, there’s something I need you to see, it’s part of being a slayer...”Josie was a little concerned as her mind immediately started thinking about the worst, “You have a giant scar, right? Your body is decaying because you died?” Josie asked in a frightful voice.Buffy giggled and unzipped the fly, “No, Josie...”. I cannot dispute what you say, Michael. We have not seen these video games you speak of..." Then do NOT, I implore you," Michael interrupted. "They have become hideously violent, even by Earth standards. I fear they would leave permanent impressions that you would deeply regret. There are some things best left unseen and unknown, father-mine."But, father, that is only partly why I asked you for this private meeting. There is something of considerable urgency which we must discuss and decide,". He pulled back some for the second and I tasted him. The taste was salty, but not as bad as I expected. I instinctually swallowed. When Jeremy pulled quickly out of my mouth and I felt a warm wet sensation flowing down from between my breast I was confused. When I looked down I saw him spewing more and watched it land on my breast. That was the warm wetness I felt. I watched him shot more at me, it was amazing to see. When he finally stopped Jeremy lifted my chin and pulled me to my feet. “You. He pulled it out from time to time and tapped the head of it against her overheated clit just to watch her twist in tiny paroxysms of pleasure. He allowed her this movement, albeit it be brief, by the compassion of a heavy hand encircling her neck and holding her there. Slut. Little tiny slut laboring under his cock that split her open and then went to her mouth so she could taste herself before being used again and again… She sweat for him. Came for him. Cried out for him and fucked for.