Yeah, I’m supposed to fall asleep. I felt her arm on my waist as we both fell asleep.I must have been more tired then I realized, the coast to coast...flying seems to really sap my strength. Kallie and the Moms came back from dinner with a container of food for each of us.“Yoo-hoo kids, we’re back—we have a chicken sandwich and some onion rings for you,” I heard Annie say, causing me to wake up rubbing my eyes and giving my girl a quick slap on her butt and a kiss on her mouth.Without thinking we. He moaned into the sole of her foot, still in front of his face, and slid his tongue all over her cummy toes as he unloaded into her – one, two, three, four, five --- eight spurts of creamy jizz erupted out of his cock and she felt the warmth creep through her as it slid down the walls of her cunt to pool in her vagina, right by the opening. Finally, he stopped throbbing, pulling his cock from her cunt and her toes from his mouth, she did not have to remind him to clean up his mess, but she. The butcher returned and asked if during her last 15 minutes we would like to put Angela into one of their ovens to roast. They had one already at 200 degrees and it was a special one in that her head would go through a hole in the door so she would still be alive when it was time to remove her tongue, but of course she would suffer even more in the last few minutes that she had and we would also be able to take away the rest of her cooked meat.We of course agreed as Angela started to cry. I confess, I went overboard a bit on that.I sat back, looking at the screen and sighed. “Oh, Eupheme...”And a foot-tall pixie, not in a gown, but in t-shirt and jeans, materialised on the table in front of me. “I was wondering when you’d get around to calling! What’re you doin’?” She didn’t wait for and answer, but walked round and peered at the screen.The t-shirt was stretched over what looked like a very nice pair, and the jeans fitted snugly over wide hips and tapered legs. She read what I’d.