~ ~NO! You can’t be! Princess Pristine was killed right in front of me when I failed to protect her.~ ~I am she. My parents managed to preserve my ...oul and I was reborn.~ ‘No!’ the dragon screamed as he breathed out fire. Pristine placed a protective barrier around her and the girls. ‘What’s happening?’ asked Palla. ‘I don’t know, but I’m going to heal him.’ Pristine said before running toward Slycer. Just when the dragon started to lunge at her, Pristine placed the crystal on his chest.. “I can’t believe what I’m seeing” she added in amazement. She released her friend’s mouth and moved beside Mercy.“Oh my god, bestie, aren’t we lucky or what?” she asked, nudging her friend in the elbow.“Miss Carlota is the lucky one, Julieta” answered Mercy. “She’s the one taking that dick every night”“That was a rhetorical question, Mercy” replied Julieta. “I wonder how big he is”“What’s a rhetorical question?” asked Mercy, “Don’t use big words on me, Julieta, I didn’t graduate high school,. Soon I was buying my own dope. I began to slip back at bit at school because I was often exhausted from hours of masturbation, but I couldn't stop myself.All through that year until the next summer I retreated to my bedroom, or my hideout behind the shed for sex sessions with carrots and courgettes. I loved taking six or seven inches of a nice firm vegetable inside me, flexing my pussy muscles on every exquisite millimetre. When I could, I still watched Rowan masturbating too, and forever hoped. " "I'm so sorry, honey. I didn't mean for you to see that," I responded, as I grabbed the remote and got it to TV. Some lame talk show, at that. "Oh, that's OK, Daddy. No problem. I'll be back down in a minute." Carrie Sue went up the stairs and came back down shortly after. She had changed into her pajamas. Well, nightie. Blue. Short. Frilly. She was a nice looking girl. Petite, small, didn't seem to have much in the tits category but a pretty face, freckled, long red hair - strictly from her.