“I wanted knowledge. My perfection comes from being incredible smart. Power doesn’t come from beauty but knowledge.”“Oh, I’ve figured that o...ne out,” Emma quips back. “Of course a bit of beauty can go a long way.”“So we doing this or are we gonna talk all fucking day?” Casey asks.“Bring it bitch!”Casey smirks as tendrils fly out from her body toward Emma. Emma responds with an equal amount back at her. The tendril lock to the others and it becomes a power struggle between the two, neither. Mom cried a horrible, muffled scream of pain, fear and shame. Her nose was buried into his pubic hair and all of her air was cut off. Instead of pulling out, I left my cock inside, keeping Moms head firmly in place. I pulled out of her mouth and told mom to strip and bend the fuck over now. Mom did good as stripped and bent over. I placed my fingers into her vagina again. I pushed them deep inside this time, twisting my hand around, working to prepare her the best he could. It hurt. It hurt. Moments later my wife crawled up onto the bed. She was in her mid 20’s and was a tall brunette. She has the most gorgeous curves, sexy full breasts, slim tiny waist and curvy round hips. She has the classic 1950’s pin up girl look with perfect creamy white skin. She was wearing a cute set of ivory coloured bra and underwear with light coloured patters on the corners. Her sweet perky breasts were oozing out of the top of them and I could see the undies riding up hi into the crevices of her butt. We again kept moving and we kept chatting, while I was enjoying her from behind. We stopped at some green leafy veggies and she bought a couple. I noticed the ring on her toe finger and that told the whole story. She said that she finished buying everything and asked me if there is anything left for me. I told her that I already purchased what I wanted and we can go. We started back through the crowd and this time, I was standing beside her. I saw another middle aged lady stand behind Sindhu.