“Watch the ring! Kill them! I want all their heads and what they stole!”I would have my empire!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sven Falk – Faerie�...�Rithi, bless my natural paints with your divine love,” my sister, Kora, chanted, her blonde hair, gathered in twin braids, swayed behind her shoulders. Her hands slid down her lush body covered in tattoos flowering vines adorned with pink petals. She shoved her hands down past her shaved pudenda, brushing the lips of her pussy. Through the pain, I. I was floored, she was magnificent. Her tits were bigger than I thought, they must have been at least a D cup with huge light pink areola and her nipples were hard like little erasers. Her pussy was covered in a light patch the same color red as the hair on her head and that against her milk white skin almost made me cum right then. I told her that she was magnificent and she turned several shades of red. She sat back down on the toilet and I stepped closer and she grabbed my cock and. " Oh, that's lovely." Not very romantic, but the thought of Ritchie jerking off thinking about me was... lovely.I suddenly had a moment of empathy. If I were him in this situation I would love to have Michelle's panties."Wait a minute!"I unbuckled my seat belt and lifted my bum off of the seat. Pushed my skirt up to reveal my stocking tops."Fucking stockings!" Ritchie's face was a picture. He is his father's boy right enough. " I thought you were great before. Wow! Stockings."After a bit of a. It just made me so uncomfortable. We’d been talking about the homeless in Sunday School just the week before, and I’d been so self-assured about my attitudes about these people. I close my eyes tight and try to clear my mind of all thoughts. This has just got to work. I must have drifted off to sleep, because time seems to have passed before I am jolted awake. I have no idea what woke me this time. Angel is gone now. Who knows where she must have found more security. I must have failed her.