She was willing to accept some of the New Age beliefs--ghosts, ESP, near-death experiences--but magical paint was going a bit too far. She responded w...ith the rote challenge of the doubtful:"Prove it!" Naturally," replied the doghouse, employing a touch of irony.At this, a scroll of brittle parchment appeared in the doorway of the little structure. It began to roll toward the woman, just as a carpet is laid. The inscriptions were hard to see while she was still standing, so Marigold crouched to. I could see her transfixed look as she was once again penetrated by this bastard. She was so wet after cumming...her pussy was making squishy sounds as he went in and out of her. I looked over at John and he had started playing with her ass again. He kept fucking her and then paused, Adriana frowned and turned to him „I dont like it in the ass” John was slowly probing her ass with his dick. He didnt stop and just added „George fucked Roxana’s ...you dont think this is fair?” FAIR ... this was. Um… It’s why Dawn… did what she did.’ ‘Oh yeah? She tell you that?’ ‘Yeah… Um… See, the thing is… Well, she’s hurting. And not just from the cuts.’ ‘Figured as much. She’d have to be for her to try somethin’ like that.’ ‘And… well… she’s hurting… because… because of… you.’ ‘What?!’ Faith screamed, not liking what Buffy was implying. ‘It’s true. It’s hurting her. You are, I mean.’ ‘Fuck.’ Faith’s heart shattered. ‘Well… are you serious?’ ‘Dead.’ ‘Fuck…’ Faith sat down on the sidewalk and buried. She rolled up onto her side and looked at me with this look of hunger and contentment combined. After a little rest and without saying a word she pushed me onto my back and straddled my hips and impaled herself on my still hard cock. (If I had died rite then the mortician would have taken a week to get the smile off of my face.) Vicky lay down with my head in her hands; those lovely breasts pressed onto my chest, and started to lick her fluids off of my face while she rocked gently and slowly.