Fresh tears fell from her eyes from the pain and disgust of this man inside her, violating both her flesh and her soul. The worst part was not the ago...ny, but the lack of it. Her body was reacting to his touch, his fingers slick with her building arousal. Her mind knew and feared what would come next, but her body was beginning to crave it, these simple touches just appetizers to inflame her sexual hunger. Finally, he pulled his fingers free and licked them clean. “My original plan didn’t. It only just registered that Bill Koenig was in prison when I was there. While I was beaten, they smashed his hands and, I gather, must have cut off his penis. Could you tell me what really did happen?”“First of all,” the Voice replied, “nothing you did today counts in terms of favors you may have received from me. You see, I owe the Koenigs an apology. You’re right, of course, Karla, when you said they are truly deserving.“Never have I encountered a more selfless family. A little girl, now. Trink took another long drink, "now there ain't nothin better then a wild woman moaning and scratchin like a hell cat." Brand laughed "I'm partial to biting fairies myself, but women and their nails are very exciting, get them going and they rake them up and down your back, Mmmmmmmmmm that's wild." Collin grinned "I always wondered what it would be like to be tied down and have a woman work over my body with her mouth until I couldn't stand it anymore" Trink grinned widely "ain't nothin better. Randy and I take refuge in the closet. Instead of finding Randy asleep, his mother finds a hastily written note that tells her he’s gone to his friend’s house for the weekend. As soon as the house quiets, the two of us sneak out into the hallway and slip through the back door. With my car in neutral, we roll down the hill, intent on finishing our night together at Make Out Point. The drive to Make Out Point is long. I can’t keep my hands off of Randy, and he struggles to concentrate while I.