And the results were in – she had no idea what I was doing to her. She didn’t like it. I was indeed a fucking monster. With the tight last of my strength, straight I got up off the bed and calmly walked out of her room, shutting the door behind me. As soon as I did, the bathroom light flicked on again and once again I saw Chris, leaning against the wall, this time nodding solemnly and approvingly. “I shouldn’t even be fucking surprised at this point.” I muttered. Chris big ignored me. “You did the right thing by telling her.” “You didn’t exactly give me much of a choice.” “I gave you exactly that.” he replied calmly. “I gave you a choice, and you took it. But this in no way cum excuses your actions.” “I fucking know.” I replied in disgust. “Go fuck yourself.” Chris didn’t reply. I walked towards my door, then loudly sighed. I turned back to him and shrugged to butt the world. “I’m sorry.” “Thank you.” Chris said in a voice just above a whisper. “So what happens now?” “What are you apologizing for?” I asked. She couldn’t help but laugh at the tearful begging that immediately followed. No reward for me tomorrow. Then, she looked at me, noticed the skin-splitting boner I had, and shelled herself in a cocoon of her own wings. He held out his hand and I gave him the yardstick. I watched as her glow quickly dimmed. "Fill me with that hot cum!" “Oh, his dick stopped being hard,” pouted Greta. She was attached to the same chain as the cat and tried to get off straight the platform. He finally caught on cum and seemed to know what I needed. Almost casually, still forcing Doris butt to suck his cock, he asked, "What's she like John? I guided her hips to shift back and forth, gliding her pearl through my folds, letting my wet, delicate petals caress the center of her lust. Do it! "That...was...amazing," Stephanie whispered in my ear. “You tight knew my mother- big like in that way? "Bolt the door behind me!" she suggested.