” We switched places with me now sitting on the couch, slowly stroking my erect cock as I watched her stand. She threw the tattered remains on her t...p on the floor and teased me by sucking her own tits. She began to slide the g-string off but I stopped her.“Wait. Leave it on.” I smiled at her.“MMMM kinky daddy. You going to fuck me in your daughter’s panties?” she straddled me and pulled the thin material aside. My body tensed when I felt the heat from her young cunt contact the head of my cock. Pamela looked up and tried her best to get free from the huge arms and hands, but as before the creature proved to be far to strong to be affected by Pamela’s efforts. As she struggled she realized she could hear the thunder of a waterfall, Pamela struggled harder, her efforts were just wearing her out, the combined stress of her efforts and the craziness of what was going on caused her to black out again. The creature paid Pamela’s departure from the world of consciousness no mind as it slowly. “Remind me to tell you a story about a siren later.”“Who would be the traveler?” Cyrus took a bite out of a grilled zucchini. “Someone she hasn’t met yet?”“Or maybe one who travels. A world traveler, a hiker, a guy who likes to walk a lot, takes the bus...” Lines sprouted across Jeffrey’s head. He held up a hand for silence, clearly concentrating. Turning his head toward Cyrus, his eyes sparkled with enthusiasm.“I think I have a lead.”Darren checked the fuses in the fusebox and then returned. J. Simpson, a repugnant man if there ever was one, a man who’d murdered a beautiful woman, his own wife. But even Simpson, in one his stupider moments was alleged to have said and done something he could relate to. He’d once grabbed his wife’s crotch while at a restaurant and proclaimed, ‘this is mine.’ Shawn would never have done anything as stupid or blatantly degrading, but he had the thought. He kissed Susan fervently, while continuing to grip her womb, he thought, this is mine, she’s.