Again, I began with that sweet buttinski. She got up onto her knees and stuck it up in the air for me. I could smell fuck perfume again. This time I g...ot Junior wet in her cream pie before I dipped him into her chocolate. Her cunt was big and wet. She'd been fucked, alright. And someone had a big one. When I turned her over and went down I could see how open and red she was. She'd been fucked ragged. "Do you ever hear from Jeff?" I asked when she was done. Jeff was her old roommate. "Not since. ’ ‘He’s adorable and so polite.’ ‘Yes he is and I was fortunate that he stayed on after my uncle passed. Let’s check on breakfast.’ We went into the kitchen and Thai had the table set, the coffee was ready and he was ready to serve the waffles and fruit. Betsy was very impressed with Thai and she was very nice to him which he liked. She did not treat him like a servant. The three of us ate breakfast and afterward Betsy started to help Thai clear the table. ‘No Miss Betsy, I do that, you Mister. Gone? No chains? Jack could still remember the Beast from the vision, and how it’d been covered in chains until he’d destroyed them. The other Begotten had seen them on him, but hadn’t called them out; a classic ‘nobody asked’ sorta situation. And now that the curse was loose in Jack, the Begotten were afraid to even get close to him. Except Fiona of course, but Fiona was Fiona. If Sándor said Elaine’s Beast didn’t look mutated or bound, he believed him.As he approached his great grandsire,. Then, as slowly as she could, she tilted her head back and looked straight up.There! Perched in the crotch of the tree, where the trunk split into four, almost equally-sized large branches, was a shimmering form. Someone wearing adaptive camouflage was waiting, watching the area. If she had not been right beneath the man, she never would have noticed that he was there. The adaptive mechanism was obviously designed for the sides and, possibly the top view. How often would a man have to be hidden.