“I’m willing to try it, just make sure you take it easy till I’m comfortable,” I cautioned, while standing up so that he could fold his futon ...out into a bed. As he did so his towel fell into a heap on the floor. I crawled on to the mattress on all fours. He smacked my ass with a loud “WHACK” sound, leaving a dark red hand print on my ass from the impact. He quickly rubbed the area, gripping my ass, grunting with sexual intent. “God I wish you’d let me fuck you!” he remarked, staring at my ass. He knew that his Father would drag him into the fight when he came downstairs. But what happened next surprised him. The voices got closer, his Father’s voice got closer. Suddenly he heard a loud crash, his bedroom door, then another as his bathroom door burst inwards as his Father kicked it in. The sliding glass door of his shower was ripped from its track, and Christopher was yanked from his feet and thrown into the remains of the glass door. "DON’T YOU EVER LOCK THAT MOTHER FUCKING DOOR! I. Her tightlittle hair-lined slit was clasping around his inflexible cock sohard that he felt as though he could actually feel the bloodswirling around deep inside it. His semen-filled balls swungfreely below, slamming against the widespread crevice of herbuttocks with a loud wet smacking noise, as her full, sensuouslyformed young breasts quivered and jerked on her chest from theimpact of his lunge. Her long blonde hair was spilled out all around on thecarpet, twisting and tangling as she. " I do" Take these four feathers. they are the final ingredient" Take the three bowls of shit and pour them into the big bowl."Ary does as bidden"Take the three bowls of cum and pour them in next"Ary does as bidden"Take the four feathers, and grind them into your blood."Ary does as bidden"Now dump the feather mixture into the big bowl."Ary performs the honors.The sludge in the bowl turns mirrory silver."Take the mixture and lather your whole body with it, filling your pussy and ass with an.