"They moved here four years ago while I was overseas, so I've never been here; never seen their home here. I have no idea if they had friends here or ...nything else." Oh, that is sad," she murmured, reaching out to pat the back of my hand where it rested on the counter."But, the house is beautiful, the lawyer who handled it for me is a great guy, and so far everyone I've met in Santa Rosa has been very nice." I patted her hand back."What are you going to do? You said you were overseas, are you. What they demanded in return and paid handsomely,again, for, were the most beautiful, youthful dolcettes available. The Marquismarveled at how much one of his patrons would pay for a tough piece of flesh,provided it was freshly cut from the vaginal area of a beautiful young girl.The Marquis fully knew that the rich and powerful were fully cognizant thatdolcettes were young nubile women at or just entering the peak of their sexualdesirability and good looks. The dolcette conversion project, the. I didn't want this to end but couldn't wait for him to cum and I was not disappointed. He exploded inside me letting out a loud growl as he done so. I yelped and screamed in delight and he took his dick still dripping cum out of my pussy and brought it to my mouth and I slurped our shared juices from his softening dick. I was exhausted and was alight with pleasure. But Barry wasn't done with me just yet. He flipped me over again so I was face down on the bed. I had no idea what he was planning. But in time, they too will see the full butterfly she has become.Yes, it is a rather quiet ride home between them, but it is a content quiet between two people who now are knowing each other so much. A couple of minutes after Donald starts to rub Emma’s thigh, her hand reaches over and strokes his leg as they drive home. They go into the house, again with his hand stroking her ass as they walk down the hall to her room. There, he pulls her close to him and kisses her. Then he unzips her.