...David cradled his wine glass and regarded his empty plate. In spiteof his earlier protestations, the omelette had been welcome. Had,as Anne had kno...wn, been essential, even if only to counteract theeffect of the gins he had drunk. At least he could now attempt tothink through his despair. Even if the effort still seemed a wasteof time.But Anne was determined."It's too early Sophie. Too early to choose death. Too manyunknowns yet. You can't be certain that it is the only option." Isn't it. The host, & a tranny in the main room den. But I digress, it was much to my surprise. I derived the most joy, from the gripping of those nylon femboy thighs. A year later my boy, it was now a witch season. A brother & bag of witches. Just a suture stitch. Not a fag for no reason. Time approached for my spirit to finally embark on some tail. A good witch, a daughter, a bad witch, an angel & android female. Never I'd kneel down upon my knee. But it was astral sex that was needed to be. A sex in. "Fuck that looks hot, seeing your face in my pussy, bite on my clit" you grabbed my ass with both your hands and pulled me into your face. Then you sucked my clit deep into your mouth so you could grab it with your teeth. When you softly bit on it I moaned "Harder" You put more pressure on my clit and I groaned "Yes, harder" I think you were afraid of hurting me. "Harder" So you really bit down. I squelled "Oh fuck Kelsey" As I cam you leaned back and my juices had literally run down your face. Unless, that is, you are trapped in an erotic novel and it is inconvenient to the plot.)Emma unbuttoned my shorts and reached for the zipper.“Careful with the zipper, please!” I said hurriedly. “No underwear to protect anything down there!”Emma lowered my zipper with a theatrical slowness. She pulled my shorts forward as she did and peered inside. She peeked in at my penis with such caution that I think she was worried it could spring out at any moment like prank snakes in a can of peanuts....