Before she sent her box away, she took out the quilted shirt she had used for years and gave it to Cassie.Cassie stripped off the mail and donned the ...ndershirt and then the mail ... she put on her regular Cassandra made Chaos over-shirt.Sultry stuck her finger in the go away box hole ... the standard miniature thunder clap occurred ... and they walked out into the lobby.Behind them there was a second snap and Hero Alfred stepped out of the vault."Damnitall ... time sure is weird here. I've. ." she gasped from under my touch."Revenge is sweet," I growled in her ear while softly sucking on her neck.She smiled, wiggling beneath my touch. Her quiet moans converged with the sound of my kisses making it feel hotter than it is. Her playful tugs of resistance waned under my new offensive. After she stopped resisting all together I cease all my actions. Her eyes snap open to look at me above her."Why did you stop?!" She demands, a slight scowl furrowing her brow.A half-smile formed on my. The older woman groaned as the girl eased it between her cunt lips and stroked the tip along it working on the clit and then circling her hole. Diminishing circles the slowly penetrated her.“Oh god, darling,” Diane said. “That is so fucking gorgeous.”“You‘ve got a beautiful cunt mummy, Why don‘t you shave it?”“No. I don‘t want to shave it, darling. But you can shave it for meeeeeeee! Oh my God yes! “Debbie had slid two finger up her mother‘s cunt as she vibrated her clit.”“Oh yes, Debs,”. He looked at his watch and redoubled his pace. Jon did not expect anything different tonight as he entered the small bar to meet the short, perky girl. They’d have a wonderful time, with a warm and soul-changing conversation, with questions he’d ask but she would never answer. An evening sexually charged, yet stiflingly polite, then not even a kiss goodnight. As he entered the bar, he saw that Mandy was already there. It was a rather quiet place, but upscale. The bar was narrow and intimate, a.