Soaping her lips her fingers would linger in application to her clit that seemed so large and responsive. Her mouth was unusually slippery too, and it...obviously was not from the soap as her other hand studiously attended her ass. Showers were becoming longer and more enjoyable regardless whether they ended in the satisfaction that such effective cleansing could provide. Evenings often found wet expression of their stories or hers veering from theirs. The closer the time, the more she wondered. . Avery – good little slut that she is – takes his instruction ... Sitting down on the dirty ground, looking uncomfortable but barely pausing as she lays down on her back. She shuffles around a little, grit and gravel under her back digging into her bottom and shoulders ... She spreads her legs apart and places one hand over her bald snatch, black nail-tipped fingers sliding up and down her pussy lips, slotting between them – her other hand on one of her small tits, squeezing it, then taking. She turned away from Victoria and headed for the elevator to leave. Miranda was surprised to discover she was actually crying, without really knowing why. Finally the elevator opened and she went inside, a hand slammed against the door. Victoria stepped in the elevator and the door closed. Miranda brought a hand up to shield her face not to show Victoria the tears. What, what is it Randa babe? Victoria said in an almost whisper. Victoria gently took the hand from Mirandas face and saw the. Bast and Serket nodded their heads. It appeared that she had far more control than they thought.Thoth was shaking his head, the amount of power he'd felt was almost twice what it had been before. They needed something to get Quinn's thoughts controlled. A sudden thought hit him as he remembered a similar problem with Ephus.He turned to Quinn, he just hoped that this worked. "I remembered something my sisters. Ephus told us that he might have god-like powers, his thinking was human. Perhaps if.