What excited me about this was that I might well give her another chance, a last one, to be a mother. I could sire my own half-brother, who would have...Dad’s genes, but a much better father than I had. No one could prove any foul play, given that it was through deliberate neglect of his medical needs by Mom, needs that none knew that he had except her. Since she had him cremated quickly on grounds that she just didn’t have the money for a proper burial, she got away with it and benefited from. ..there is nothing at all wrong with a little pubic hair"Her dirty brown hair clashed gently with the lighter tones of her pale complexion resulting in the vivid reddish pink lips of her drenched succulent pussy becoming further pronounced, Ruby was caught unashamed gazing at that soaking wet pleasure centre, no longer could she deny herself such bliss. "It's dinner time" said Ruby dashing forward forcing her face deep into that wet pussy. Monica jerked in surprise releasing of moans from with. . a billion people? More? That would be a significant move in that direction. Well, I could do that. But how to choose them, and on what basis? I’m thinking that I could start by setting a Rapture date of New Year’s Day, January 1st, midnight Greenwich Mean Time. In the meantime, I’m following your advice to replace worship of Jehovah and Jesus with a cult devoted to me, a Michaelite faith. It won’t last for long, but it won’t need to do so. Michaelism will have its own prophets and they will. The war would turn into chaos. The Prince would get involved. It’d be a giant mess. And Damien and Maria’s goal of reviving the Lancea et Sanctum in Dolareido would be lost.Damien pulled out his phone.~~The Ripper~~“Gotta be honest. I expected you fucks to run.” He grinned at each ancilla as they surrounded him. “You really think you shitheads can beat me? Four of you?”“You can’t use your pets here,” Bella said. “The cops will be here soon. You won’t violate the Masquerade.”Jack tapped his chin.