"Well, that took you long enough." You think so? You have any idea how hard it is to read Aramaic?" I wrote that book Missy. Don't get snippy with me...." Hold on. I know the rules. You are the one under command here, you know." Am I just? How much do you know then?" Oh, enough. I know you can't leave that pentagram unless I permit it. I have to welcome you to my home before you can move an inch. You have to keep your word if you give it. You need to..." Okay, okay. That's enough. Alright then,. Jokingly she grabbed them and started massaging them. She made kissy faces at me. I started to blush and went to grab her a dry shirt. She just threw it away and asked "do you not like seeing my wonderful tits or something?" I blushed and didn't know what to say but being that drunk I just thought what ever and said "they are amazing pair of boobs" she then pulled me over by the hand. She pulled my hand from the bottom of her stomach up to her dark tan brown tits. I slowly moved in closer to. . uh she was fooling around ... um while I was asleep on the beach. I ... um guess, I had forgotten about it." * * * "It's like Ruth Turner's son, when he joined that cult, it was like he was an entirely different person," said Mrs. Johnson to her husband, while they were alone in the kitchen. "Yeah, I remember that, the boy seems O.K. now, I saw him just last week." "I know, Ruth told me it was like he had been brainwashed or something. It took months of therapy to reprogram him." Right. The man laced his fingers with his wife's and pulled out. "MMMMMMnnnnnnMMM!" escaped his lips as they mutually manipulated her ass cheeks. Jessica let out a soft moan of her own and felt splash after warm sticky splash hit her stomach. She felt it sliding down the side of her body as the man's softening cock came to rest on her pussy. She wished she could taste it, mix it with his wife's juices and feel it all slide over her tongue and down her throat. Before his spunk left her body and hit the.