Pam ran her fingertip Josee’s cunt lips, then brought it to her mouth. Josee watched her mother lick it away.“You like my cunt juice, mommy?” sh... asked in a throaty voice, feeling excitement building inside her body. Pam made no verbal answer, but she plunged her finger into her mouth, stabbing it in and out as though it were a cock. Josee spread her legs very wide, scooting her ass to the very edge of the couch, letting her asscheeks hang over. She twisted her hips, watching her mother. Pam’s. ‘Hey mom, you’re pretty good at this.’ “Debbie! How…’ ‘I knew all along mom, ever since you entered my room. You can’t imagine how happy this makes me! I always felt that I wasn’t as cool as you,’ she said sadly. ‘Oh honey, I’m proud of your body. And you should be proud of yourself too.’ ‘Y-You really mean it?’ ‘Yes, you little squirrel head,’ she said with a smile, ‘You definitely are a miniature me. Anybody would have mistaken you for my clone.’ ‘Thanks mom, you’re the greatest.’ And with. “Okay, Daddy, I will! I gotta go. Love you!” “I love you too, honey. Bye.” Jacques knocked again. “Ella, are you there? We are going to walk over to the church. Do you want to come?” They walked along the river to get to the cathedral. Nicole and a new friend of hers, Simon, walked ahead, arm in arm. They made a cute couple, Ella thought. Nicole had on another of her short skirts, exposing her slim pale legs, and a turtleneck that hugged her curves. Simon was tall and mixed-race, with a mop of. Think King Arthur of the Round Table)On the other hand, life had been very good to his branch of the family (with only failing of the God’s demands meriting punishment) going back beyond all but ritual and legend. That was just the way the bones fell, now it was his turn to act at the God’s command. But how?When I had crossed from Barra’s demesne into Agatha’s demesne (I told you she was a fangirl, right?) my club had turned into an air-pistol, my furs and skins into flying leathers (including.