If it had been her who had gottenpregnant, her life would basically be over, but the obvious objections -how are a pair of teenagers possibly going to...take care of a child? -faded into mental chaos, because Susie had basically limitless financialresources and her brother could do damn near anything just in general."Why didn't you just tell me, Your Highness?" he asked her. Cripes, hewas still calling her that! And he'd happily skipped all the way therelike a little schoolgirl, even while he'd. "Hollis!" Sissy squealed, horrified. In a flash she saw everything going down the drain - her marriage, her reputation, her honor, her very life. She had to talk fast."Hollis, please, try to understand," she panted, trying to get Rex to stop licking her cunt. "I've needed sex so bad. You only fuck me on Saturday nights. Please, Hollis, don't get mad at me. Don't beat me or leave me or tell anybody. I couldn't help it! My pussy gets so hot lately! Oh, Hollis, if you have any Christian charity in. At the moment, she was nothing more than a walking zombie. Then he dove deep into her mind to do some analyzing. Then he withdrew from her and turned back to Brandy."It wouldn't have been so bad if your work was clean, but your work is sloppy and rushed. This makes you even more dangerous. "(((Remain on the couch until I say otherwise.)))"Colt then dove back into Tricia's mind and immediately began fixing the damage. He reconnected the threads, used artificial extensions, and worked non-stop. Then she toyed with his swollen cock, stroking the inner lips of her cunt and lubricating her aching clitoris with his pre-cum.“F*ck, f*ck, f*ck,” the girls called. “F*ck him Margaret. Ride him like a bronco-buster.” Margaret began slowly. Tantalizingly slowly. She inched herself down until she was deeply impaled upon his throbbing swollen captive flesh so that her blond silken pubic hair crushed down upon his luxuriant dark mat. Then she rode him – slowly at first, then with frenzy. But she.