. I think you haven't quite finished with her," she said. "She's still there, like a ghost from your past. It comes out once in a while and you have t... deal with it. You've done a great job of hiding it, but sooner or later, Geoff, you will have to deal with it."I sat considering her observation and knew she was right. Every now and then I would find myself comparing the two women, or wondering what Joyce would think about something I did. Somehow, I had to exorcise that ghost."What do you. I was very much an exhibitionist who quite regularly showed off my pussy and tits to my close friends for a laugh.As my mom kept watching my moist breasts, she spotted my eyes drop down to her bush. It was at this moment that she spread her legs a bit to give me a good view of her pussy. Through the pubic hair I could just see her clit. I smiled at her and made it obvious that I was enjoying the view.Nothing could kill this moment. Even the smell of her shit wasn't bothering me. In fact, it was. My full bottom was bouncing under his hand in no time. I squealed and yelled at him but he did not stop. I broke down shortly and began crying, calling him abusive and a jerk. He did not stop. My cheeks were bright red at this point and I was bawling. I knew my k**s heard- how could they not? But their father must have told them something to keep them from coming out. He did not stop smacking my bottom until I was wrung out and crying helplessly over his knees. No more fight left.I was then put. Astounded that there were no wounds on her body when they had washed away the blood, the ardent pair eventually figured out that consuming the flesh and blood of the Goddess had very rewarding benefits.Damien and Candice had been lovers since he was fourteen, and he certainly didn't want to kill her, but she insisted that, since that special day, she had 'experimented' when he was out working, and she was convinced that she simply couldn't be killed with a knife. To prove it, she had taken.