I guess it caught her by surprise because she screamed really loudly, “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck..this is the best Valentine’s Day” raising to a sitting ...position and holding her mouth to stop her from screaming louder. Her eyeballs were missing. I couldn’t go on with my tongue on her clits because she dragged the hair on my head like she was going to uproot them from my scalp. I inserted two of my fingers in her juicy pussyhole and gave her the fingering of her life. She was so wet that it produced the. Standing where the bolt started was a beautiful, pale girl with long, blonde hair wearing a cloak that covered most of her body but allowed her perky breasts to be exposed within her corset-like top. She held a crossbow that had fired the bolt. She smirked her beautiful pink lips as she saw her sister die and the other sister suffering, and she went to load a new bolt; this time meant for her father. Just then two bats flew out of nowhere and transformed, Doorknob and Doorbelle taking their. Nothing.“Ladies?” I called as I stepped into the room, packages in both arms. “Anybody home?”“In here,” came a voice from the small second bathroom. Turns out it was the jacuzzi room, and there, among the bubbles, were my two dates, resplendent in their nudity. Sara had Nicky wrapped in her arms, slowly tweaking her nipples as the younger woman sipped champagne from a crystal glass.Both had their hair up. And both looked at me like I was dinner.I dropped the bags. My nice, new suit followed. I. She laughed at that and said, "No, silly! Not a gift for me, my gift toyou." "Oh!" was all I could manage. She could see the blood rush to my cheeksand knew that I had indeed received her gift. "Yes, I did Darla, andthank you!" "Will you wear them to my party?" she asked seriously. Would I wear what?Oh no, this was getting a bit too strange. "It will help to convinceeveryone," she said using some twisted logic of her own. "How is my underwear going to convince anyone of anything?" I.