.. some, but she also said that every dryad she'd evermet had a pretty full sex life." And that's what she turned us into. Why that little --" I don't... know about you, but given my choice between a 'full sex life'and being dead, I'll take the sex." You were _dying_, Daphne. Tracy was coming to save you, even if she hadto change you from teenaged boy to dryad. I got changed this way fornothing -- just so I could save my tree." You were trying to kill that tree. You've been bonded to it for.... She'd be reasonable... The 'kill' word was, of course, out of the question, but where was the problem in being nailed to a tree? "Thousands of women have boob jobs," he cajoled himself, geeing himself up. "Their tits are cut and shaped and moulded in the hope of improving their masculine appeal. Women don't do it by themselves! They do it for their men, to make themselves sexy, so where's the difference? This isn't bad. It's only two shitty nails and a tree: not a knife and a guillotine and a. Maverick must have liked the taste and bore his tongue into Mike's ass. Mike was so taken aback by his dog's tongue that he fell face-first into his sister-in-law. Maverick took advantage of Mike changing his position to jump on his back and jamming half his doggy cock deep in the man's ass. Mike grunted in Sara's pussy as Maverick hammered more of his cock into him. I stood there transfixed as Maverick's knot made popping sounds as it slid in and out of his hole. By the fourth or fifth. I still couldn't muster any courage As I sat he stared at me appraisingly.Earl said, "I'm promoting Vanna to my personal secretary. That will mean a substantial raise for her and I want you to promise that you won't touch her money."Flabbergasted, I sat there with my mouth open. At last I managed to speak. "Well, uh, Mr. Kirk, you have to understand that my wife and I already have our own financial arrangements." Oh, I understand," he said. "I understand you take her pay and only give her back.