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It takes nothing but just a little effort to
make a happy 'switch' in our Mom from this distance. I
have to use Tina's mom position in relation to where my father is talking to make it. As soon as I do, we can see our mother, and though we can’t hear dad's words, our mother's reactions tell us
enough. Nancy stands and strikes him across the face while mom cries. I feel bad for mom, but I
know she will be better off when this is over. Dad raises his arm to strike Nancy back, but when his
small pecker hurts suddenly he drops his hand, and flees, leaving all of his possessions. I’m fairly
certain he will do as he's been told. He is to
divorce mom, leaving her all of his money, and paying a sizeable sum every month afterwards. If he ever contacts her again, he'll regret ever fathering Us.
It is some time after we watch dad leave, before Loveth pulls away from me.

“Who was that lady that slapped dad, and why is there a sense of contentment about her?”
Loveth asks slowly, and then continues before I can answer. “And that other girl, the really attractive one, I get a jumble of senses from her.”
Loveth's hands are clasped in her lap, and her voice is barely above a whisper.

“That girl is Tina, a friend from college, and the other lady is her mom,” I reply, hoping she won’t
dig too much deeper.
Thankfully she is quiet for a bit, and I can see
she’s struggling with something. Finally says, "About what dad said. . ." She looks pensive, and
I feel sorry for all of the pain our father has caused her, determining to do what I can to
return her to the happy Loveth I know.

"Don't worry about it," I try to tell my sister confidently.
"He's long gone, and it doesn't matter anyway."

Loveth grips both my hands, and looks me in the eyes. "But it does. You see, he started doing what
he did to me for a reason." She drops her eyes again, and I see a tear roll off her nose.
"He did it because he is wrong in the head," I protest.
For some reason, that seems to hurt her more.
"Will you just shut up and listen to me?" I nod, shocked by her outburst. "I never told you why he started to molest me, or why I never told anyone before now. After what you did for me
and mom today, I think. . . I think you have a right to know." I almost open my mouth to tell
her she doesn’t owe me anything, but the flash of anger in her eyes stops me. "I used to keep a diary. I kept all of my personal and private thoughts in it. Dad found it one day, and read it.
When I got home, he confronted me about some of the. . .” She swallows, and I can see she is trying to build up her courage to continue,
“things, I'd written in it. Things that were wrong and perverted. Things about you." Those last few words come out in a rush.
I’m baffled. What can she have written in her diary that would make our father molest her? I
soon find out.
Like a boulder at the top of a hill, she starts out slow, and builds momentum. "I wrote about spying on you in the bathroom, even hid in your closet a couple times to watch you masturbate. I
wondered what it will be like to have. . . to. . .
Well, to be with you in ways that brothers and sisters shouldn't be." Loveth drops my hands, but this time it is me that grabs her hands back.
When she looks up at me, I give her an
encouraging smile. This is the last thing I'd ever expected to hear from my older sister, but considering what'd happened with Stephanie and
Stacy, not to mention Nancy and Tina, her
words don’t bother me. A few weeks ago, I probably would have freaked out.
"Dad told me that he would tell everyone what a pervert I am,
unless I let him. . . touch me. He hid the diary, so I couldn’t get rid of it." I can see that it is a huge
effort for her to make this confession to me; by the way she holds my hands loosely, the hitch in her voice from time to time, and the fear that I
will reject her evident in her soft blue eyes.
"Did he. . ." I almost can’t ask, "did you go all the way?"

"No, thankfully. He wouldn't go that far, but the whole time he slipped his fingers in me, or twisted my nip¤ples, he would tell me what a
pervert I am. That is why I told everyone I’m a lesb. I had found where he'd hidden my diary, and destroyed it. He no longer had any proof, and if he told anyone, they would laugh, because
I'd already confessed that am only being interested in
women." Loveth sucks in a deep breath, and I can see that she is building the courage to speak some more.
"You probably hate me now, don't you? You think I'm a dirty pervert, too, just like
him. It's okay. I AM a pervert for wanting you."
Loveth laughs a little then, but it’s at herself. "You
used to be such a skinny geek then, not this macho man, with some kind of superpowers.
You made that woman forget about tonight. Will
you do the same for me?". Loveth asks feigning seriousness


t.b.c. .

Tomorrow is all about Mhe! Queenliz

Cont.....


I look at her scornfully and quickly add, "You won't remember
everything that happened here, when you walk out the door." I let go of Loveth's hand long enough to move the
switch, before my sister grips it again, this time lacing her fingers through my own and squeezing tightly. I prepare a 'memory' switch in
the girl, and as soon as she is dressed, I tell her, "Think about everything that happened here.
Think hard." Kate nods, and I can see mascara stains on her cheeks where her tears have run. I
flip the switch, and see her eyes go blank, before we push the very confused Kate out the door.
Loveth grabs a tighter hold of me, and this
doesn’t go unnoticed by our father. I see him sneer as he looks at us, and my anger rises, but his words only serve to confuse me.

"So that's it, huh? This slut finally confesses to you, and you are
now in cahoots? Her little lapdog?" He spits on the floor, and Loveth lets go of me, covering her mouth, and shaking her head. I can see that his
words have struck painfully, somehow. Will this man continue to give every reason to get me angrier?

"Shut up Mr child molester, you must not talk, unless we ask you a question," I tell him. He flinches at my commanding tone, and I see the fear return to his eyes, as he cowers on the floor. Had I ever been truly afraid of this
pathetic excuse of a man?

"What are you going to do to me? Kill me? Tell your stupid mom? It’s not like she hasn’t figured it out.
Why do you think she gets drunk every—" I cut him off with a quick switch, not wanting to hear
anymore. I don’t know what I’m going to do
with him now that I have him, but I can't just let things go on as they have been. Of course, I can’t kill him either. I’m no murderer, no matter how angry I am. If I were, Dan Peters might not have
survived my anger.
Thinking of Dan, I’m truly tempted to meet the same fate out to him, but my anger isn’t as powerful as it had been that
night, in the abandoned house. And somehow
that punishment doesn’t seem to fit this crime.

"You're a lawyer, let's make a deal," I tell the scared older man,
trying to stall for time.
He laughs, or tries to; his voice is still muted, so I let it go, so he can answer.
"Ha! You can't prove
anything, and if you tell your stinking bitch of a mother,
I'll just divorce the dried up old bitty and leave her without a penny."
That's when I know what I’m going to
do.

"You're half right," I say. "You will divorce our mother, but it will not be her that is penniless." He
tries to cut me off, but I just paralyze him again, not wanting to hear his filthy mouth. I explain everything he is going to do, and make it clear that I will be watching the whole time. If he slips
up, he’ll regret it. I give him a small taste of my ability, as I make his foot start to ache, and then
increase it, until I can hear a slight moan coming from his locked throat. After a couple seconds I
stop the pain, and release him from his paralysis.

"Okay, okay! I'll do whatever you want. Just don't. . . Don't do whatever it is your doing anymore." He’s crying as he pleads with me.
So much for not manipulating anyone. My guilt is minimal, though, as I know he deserves this.

"Go home right now, and do as you’re told," I order him, and watch as he quickly gets dressed.
"Hey Mr, just in case you change your mind, know that if I can find you here of all places, I can find you anywhere in this world."
When he looks at me, I can see that he
understands. Just to shove my point home, I change his pain point to his crotch, and quickly flip it on, and off again. He groans, and I know
we have an understanding.
His tires screech as he pulls out of the parking lot.

"Oh, Nick. He had me so worried, but you
handled that so well. I can't believe he was
cheating on mom, though I probably should have guessed."
Loveth looks back to me then, and I
see fear return to her eyes. It hurts all the more, because I know it’s directed at me.
"What. . .
what are we?"

"Brother and sister, and namely, Nicholas and Loveth" I tell her, pulling her into a hug, and feeling her arms surround me. As our cheeks touch, we are able to see our dad driving, and there is no mistaking the panic in his eyes.
We sit on the bed, holding each other, and watching his progress. As he gets closer to home, I see his face change slightly, and then he
makes a wrong turn, and starts driving away. I make his groin hurt again, only a little, and even
at this distance, it is easy, so long as there is physical contact between Loveth and I. He slams on his breaks, almost getting into an accident, but I wait until he's turned around, before I release him from the pain.
Our father draws close to home and I realize we can’t see our mother.



T.b.c

Continuation.~~~~
Happy buffday in advance to yhu, me, myself and...QUEENLIZ....


Even without me not
being able to see this other person, from the other room, I’m somehow able to paralyze her too. I’m shocked because this
is the first time I've created a switch on someone or something I can’t see. I look down to where
I’m still gripping Loveth's hand. Somehow she
is drastically magnifying and augmenting my
ability. With the switch in the hidden woman, I can now mentally see her, crouching nakked
behind the bathroom door. The other woman look only a little older than me, and younger than Loveth.
I look up to Loveth's eyes, and see the anger in them. She speaks to me, without taking her eyes off of our father.

"Nick, I don't know how you're doing this, but we probably better get inside."
I know Loveth can see everything I’m seeing, and can feel me making switches and moving them.
I agree, and we both press by our frozen father,before I turn, and close the door. I turn him to face the room, before walking in and picking up
the nakked woman, and carrying her to the bed.
She kind of looks funny lying there, with her body locked in a crouching stance, so I try to move her 'paralyze' switch. It won't budge. For a
second I panic, no matter how much willpower I
throw at the switch, it won’t budge. Then I have an idea. I walk back over to Loveth, and grab her hand. Suddenly I’m able to move the switch
again. Apparently anything I do while touching my sister is much stronger than on my own. As
soon as the woman can move again, she tries to get up and flee, but I refreeze her (without
touching Loveth), just as she sits up.
I turn back to our dad, and I can see a tear of fear leaking from one of his eyes. I have to take Loveth's hand again to do anything to him, and
I try to slowly lessen his paralysis, wanting only his head to be able to move. It doesn’t work that
way, though, and instead, he becomes very slow, like every movement requires a lot of effort.
I let him go completely, and lock the door
mentally at the same time. Dad runs for it, but since I'd locked it while touching Loveth, he can't get out, and can't unlock it.
He spins on me then. "Devil's spawn," my dad spits.

"What do you think you're doing?" He raises his hand to me, and it is all too easy to make him
immediately weak. When his hand comes down against my face, it feels like no more than a light caress, and then his legs buckle beneath him,
unable to support his weight.

"I recommend you stay down, and listen to us," I
tell him. I’m surprised at how calm my voice
sounds, calm as a cold River Niger night. For a moment it looks like he is going to argue with me, but when I don’t back down, I feel his anger
recede, and by the look in his eyes, it is replaced with stark terror.
I wait until he’s seated, before letting go of my sister's hand. Loveth immediately re-grabs it though,
and I realize she wants to know everything I’m
doing. I resolve that I’ll have to be careful of any switches I make, while we’re in physical contact
with each other..
I’ve forgotten about the other woman, until dad glances at her. I look at her more closely, and realize that she might actually be younger than me; old enough to be legal, but not by much. Her small breassts hang from her chest in her seated position. In fact, she bares a slight resemblance
with Loveth. The hair is wrong, but those blue eyes, and jaw structure are almost identical.

"Who is this lady?" I ask first, almost wondering if
there is a relation in there somewhere. That’d be just like my dad to screw around with one of his
own bastards.

"Let me go, and you can have her," the older man pleads. A small part of me laughs at how
petty he is. A very small part.

"I asked who she was, not can I play with your leftovers. She can go soon enough." As soon as I’m done with you, you bastard. How can he do
this to mom? It’s not like mom isn’t good looking in her own right, but this just seems wrong to
me. It’s not until much later, that I realize it’s
almost the same thing as Nancy and me, but
thankfully Janet is closer to my age, than my dad’s, and at least neither woman was married.
My father licks his lips a few times, his eyes
flickering between Loveth, the girl, and me, before answering.
"She is one of my interns."
"And how long have you been cheating on mom with her?" Loveth asks next, anger lacing her
words.

"With Kate? Only a couple months," those
words inform me that this woman isn’t the first. I look to Kate, and know that she isn’t the home wrecker. My father is the guilty one, here. I can
even understand her a bit. Sleep with the boss, and there is a better chance of getting moved up
from intern.
I turn to the young woman, and speak to her for the first time.

"I'm going to let you go. Get dressed, and leave here." i told her.


T.b.c. Cant wait, to watch this Ucl final. One of the Madrids will emerge winner.

Tgold1:
babe you are just too much... look your back na me you go dey see, got this story yesterday bt now on page 2 and am just forced to comment by your talent

tanq sir. I appreciate tha compliment. Just hope yhu wun't live mha back anytime soon.

Continue~~~~~


Loveth grips my arm through my coat, and
spins me to face her.

"Nothing," I lie, "I just want to get going, beat the traffic," I finish getting all of her bags in, and jump in the car.
Loveth climbs into the
passenger seat, way too slowly.
"I don't believe you, Nick. What was that back there when we hugged? I saw all those people,and so did you! Don't deny it; I saw it in your
eyes." I keep quiet, trying to picture in my mind where I had seen our father, but the image is
fading. Loveth must have noticed my
distraction, as she experimentally reaches her finger out, and touches mine on the steering wheel, and suddenly it’s there again, but
somehow weaker this time. I can still picture him, he is now lying on his back, handling something in the air, his dicck wobbling back and forth on its
own, but I can't feel or sense any of the switches from up north by the campus, and he seems
somehow foggy. Nancy is asleep, and Tina looks like she is watching TV, but that’s it. The two
women are even fainter, almost wisps.

Loveth pulls her hand back, and looks at her finger as though it’s a new and strange object to her.
Then she touches my coat, but nothing happens.
Whatever is going on must require physical
contact, and the more contact, the more
powerful the images and senses are, apparently.
The traffic going this way is clearer, and I soon find the exit I need.

Loveth keeps demanding to know what is going on. "I touch you, and I see things, but how
can that be?" She shakes herself, and then lays her hand on my cheek, but I pull away. I need to
concentrate on driving right now. "Why do I sense something about anger with dad, but
different things with those other two? Who are those women? And ALL those other people. . .
Nick, what’s going on? Don’t try and deny it,
again, I know you know something."

"I'll explain later," I tell Loveth. We’re almost there.

"I'd hoped never to see dad like that again." Even as I concentrate on where I can sense him now
without her touch, Loveth's softly whispered words
register in me.

"You've seen dad like that before?" My anger is starting to boil, as I pull into the parking lot of a motel. My dad's anger switch is completely off,
which is my only indication of how he is feeling.

"Why do you think I moved away, and never came home except for Christmas?" Loveth replies quietly. "He used to sneak into my room at night, and cover my mouth while he molested me. I hate him. It's part of why I became a
lesbian, just to piss him off. Well, there were other reasons too. . ." Loveth looks at me, and I see
her cheeks are bright red.

"Stay here," I tell my sister, placing my hand on hers,
to confirm which room he’s in. I don’t really need to, as I can sense him on my own, but I hope to comfort her some as well. "I'll be right back." I
also want to make sure I’m interrupting him.

"You're going to confront him aren't you?" I can see fear in Loveth's beautiful light-blue eyes. "No Nick, don't. He's bigger and stronger than you!" She
grips my arm, and then looks at me in shock. I know she is feeling my new muscles. I’ve
compared myself to the picture I'd taken on my phone, and it’s hard to believe how small I used to be; where before I had been a twig with
smaller twigs attached as arms and legs, now I’m a solid oak, with hefty branches.

"I think I can handle him," I tell Loveth, getting out of
the car. My voice is filled with more than a little confidence.

Loveth gets out too, and I almost tell her to go back, but then think she might need this more than I do.
We walk up to the door, and I take a couple breaths to steady myself, before knocking.

"Who is it?" An extremely annoyed male voice sounds from the other side. Our dad's voice. I
make sure to stand off to the side of the
peephole, and knock again, without saying a word. I hear noises inside, as someone fumbles around.
Loveth grabs my hand, and squeezes
it tightly.
I can now see my dad trying to pull a blanket around his waist, as he approaches the door.
He looks frustrated when he can't see anyone through the hole. It looks as though he is going
to turn back around, but I knock again. I can see the anger rise in him at the same time I feel his
switch move.

"I swear if some stupid kid is playing a prank on me, I'll...rip his thro.....
. ."
The door opens, and he stands stunned as his two kids stare back at him.
I act fast, and paralyze him with a new switch. It seems so easy to do, with Loveth holding my
hand.(ur ans @cephydeen).

"Who is it, dear?" the voice calls from the bathroom, but dad can't answer.


T.bc

Cephydeen:
all d way, d story is gud, weldone our amateur writer, wot is dat her name again, ..........smartest queen sumtin, hlp me complete it, wait oh, about d last update, is loveth also havin special ability? or is d because nick was tinkin about of his switches nd dy ar huggin at dat time, cant wait 4 d explanation. thumbs up

If yhu remember very well, along tha line, there was a time, when Vage was explaining to Nick, when Nick asks her about how he comes about his ability and tha, is he the only one with tha ability.. If yhu remember that, Dennis also told him of some super humans, one can fly, one can sets himself on fire, e.t.c? Then yhu will undastand. She told him thar, the abilities took different forms in some human, depends on how active their gene is. Tha ability given to Loveth works adheresively with Nick's. i.e, It magnifies Nicks switches. This is tha little explanation i can do. Sit back, and relax. As tha story goes on, yah Que will be answered in full.

CONTINUE......****~~~~****


My mom never mentions the kiss she gave me either, though sometimes I catch her looking at
me, while talking with either Tina or Nancy, and her cheeks turn red.

My dad spends most of his time at the office.
When he is home, he’s short-tempered, and
usually drinking. We soon learn to let him be, its his life.
I’m fairly certain he is cheating on mom, but have got no proof. I’m tempted to use my switches, and
have actually put one in him to calm his anger, though I hate using it; I’m still uncomfortable with
manipulating anyone.

Tina is my only saving grace. She sees how
down I am, and does everything she can to
cheer me up: parking lot blowjobs, plenty of sex when we can be alone, Tina even rents a room for a couple hours, and lets me back into her arse
again. It all helps, but Vage's silver eyes still haunt my thinks.
Christmas Eve dawns white and lightly snowing;
the day Loveth is supposed to arrive. Dad has already left for work, telling us not to expect him
home for dinner, some big case he claims, and Mom and Nancy are still recovering from last
night's drinking feast.

"You go get your sister," Tina tells me, giving me a quick smooch. "I'll take care of our mothers. Go
on! Maybe she can cheer you up, goodness knows I've failed." That last statement is said under her breath in sadness, and I feel bad, because I know
she really has been trying, but how can I explain to Tina that I’m depressed over getting an alien
pregnant, and likely getting her in massive trouble with her race?
My mom suggests that maybe she should come with me, but Nancy places a wine glass in her hand. Taking a long swallow, she turns back to Nancy and Tina, smiling.
I leave, putting on my best smile, though it feels tight and ill-fitting on my face, but not before giving her a thankful hug and kiss. My Mom truly has
been wonderful these last few days, and doesn’t deserve the mood I’ve been in.
The drive is a long one, only because of the holiday traffic, and the airport is overcrowded. I
listen to the radio, not much in the mood for
cheerful Christmas music, and end up listening to talk radio. Apparently there is something going
on in some city I miss the name of, and strange objects are popping out of the air. I wonder if this
is another of Vage's experiments, or the angels themselves.
I quickly turn off the radio, not wanting to think about Vage.
I have to park a fair distance from the terminal, and my breath mists long and thick as I walk
through the lightly drifting snow. By the time I make it to the baggage claim, Loveth is already waiting for me.

"Nick! Over here!" Loveth's alto voice easily cuts through the loud hum of noise, and I turn to see
her waving and smiling. Even at this distance, I can see her bright blue eyes sparkle, as her light
brown hair bounces with her jumping.
A natural smile turns my lips upward, as I walk over to her. Loveth has a ton of baggage around her
legs.

"So how is my little brother doing?" Loveth asks, and then flings her arms around me in a big hug.
Time freezes in that instant, as an explosion seems to go off in my head. Suddenly I can feel
every switch I've ever made, except for Vage's.
Not only am I aware of them all, but I know exactly where they are in relation to me.
That isn't even the most shocking part. I can actually 'see' some of them in my mind. See what they are doing, what they are wearing, or in my dad's case, not wearing.
The moment ends as Loveth pulls away from me, a confused expression on her face.

"Wh-what was THAT?" Loveth exclaims. Had she seen it too? For a few seconds I don’t know what to say, still stunned by the whole experience.
Loveth's hand lifts to touch me, scaring me,
and I back away.

"What is what? Loveth did you eat something bad on the plane?" The evasion sounds thin to my ears.

"That. . . I dunno. . . image. I saw some people, and—" She covers her mouth in shock. "Oh my.
. . Dad! He was nakked, and it looked like he was. .
." She trails of, and I know what she's seen. Our father nakked, standing up, with his cocck somehow parallel to the ground, sawing his hips back and
forth. If I had seen the present, then he is
currently fvcking someone, and I know he isn’t in his office, or home.

"Let's get your bags. We need to go," I tell Loveth rather brusquely. I have a chance to catch my father, and I’m going to use it.

"Wait, hold on. I don't understand," Loveth
complains, but I ignore her, as I manhandle her
baggage onto a cart.
"Careful with that, there are gifts in there," Loveth whines about my rough
treatment of her stuff.
I practically run back to my car, pushing the
baggage laden cart, hoping that my sister will keep up. My heart is thumping as I load the vehicle.

"Will you tell me what’s going on?"
A look of confusion flashes across her face.


T.B.C shortly

*****~~~~*****
Still The ForCAbarCA Week!



I place my complete trust in the slight
alien, called Vage. I’ve started to think of them as an Angelic race.

The light vibrations in the smooth floor don’t trip me up, and soon Vage stops.
I almost run into her, not expecting the cessation of motion. I feel her breath near my ear, a moment before I hear her voice. "Don't speak.
Stand here and I will be back." Vage's two dial tone echoed again.

I open my mouth to protest, ignoring what she'd
just told me, but a slender finger against my lips silences me. Vage's small hand leaves mine, and
then I truly am alone.
Or think I am. A cacophony of noise assaults my ears, and it takes me a few moments to realize
that it’s Vage's language I’m hearing. It sounds like many angels are speaking at once. Some of the
dual-toned voices sound deeper, and I think they must be their males.
I want to know what is going on, but Vage's
warning not to talk sticks with me.

"You are the human, Nicholas Smith, correct?" It takes me a moment to realize that I understand
that, and the question has to be repeated again before I think to answer. Vage's prohibition against
speech can’t stay if I’m asked a question, can it?

When it’s asked a third time, with more
insistence, I decide I'd better answer.

"Y-Yes. I'm Nick Smith." What’s going on? The voice that'd spoken sounds deeper than Vage's.

"And you have the ability to make physical changes with your mind?" I realize he is referring
to my switches.

"My switches, yes. Hey, what—" I don’t get to demand what is going on, as I get cut off.
"And six of your planet's rotations ago, you made a change in the one you call Vage, causing her to mate with you?"

The shame of it still beats at me. I hadn't
understood what I was doing at the time. I didn’t mean to hurt Vage atall. All these things I want to tell them, for now I understand I’m on trial, but instead I only say, "Yes," and drop my chin to my chest.

The room erupts again in their language, and I
feel someone take my hand. I follow who I hope should be Vage back the way I think we came in.
The way back seems to take longer, as the
person holding my hand stops occasionally, and
then continues on.
Without warning I’m back in the blue room.
One moment I’m walking in nothingness, the next, the soft blue light is blinding me.
The hand in mine darts back into the black, before i can adjust to the new brightness. I keep a firm grip on Vage's hand, however, and don’t let her go. I
use my other hand to rub my eyes, as they
adjust.

"Vage, please. What is going on? How much
trouble am I in? Was that a trial? Are you in
trouble? Vage please, Don't leave." My eyes have finally adjusted to the gentle blue light, but all I can see is her hand sticking out of that impenetrable black. I
pull on the hand, wanting to look into her silvery eyes.

Vage fights me only a little, before stepping into the room.
I’m not prepared for what I see.
Her eyes are haggard, and worn, deep bags
lining the underside of her silvery eyes. Vage's shoulders are slumped, and everything about her
bespeaks of exhaustion. Vage isn't even wearing her light suit. She looks decidedly different
without the light dancing along her smooth pink skin. But none of that is what truly surprises me.
Vage is pregnant.
Her stomach is noticeably larger than the last time
I'd seen her. She sees me looking, and yanks her hand out of mine, covering herself up.
Before I get a chance to speak, I’m back in my own room, back in darkness, though not as dark
as it had been while following around with Vage.

What is going on, and how can Vage be pregnant?
She told me that we weren't genetically
compatible. Is Vage in some kind of trouble
because of what I've done?

"Vage," I whisper, not wanting to wake anyone else in the house, "forgive me. I’m so sorry."

=================

I’m depressed over the next few days, as all I can
think about is Vage's pregnancy, and how sad she'd look when she'd left me.
Vage still takes me each night that Tina doesn’t sneak into my room, but never shows herself
again. If my math is correct, I’m getting close to being done with my strengthening treatments, and I’m afraid Vage will abandon me after that.
I still fear that my parents will find out about what
happened between Nancy, Tina, and me. Nancy and mom have become fast friends, and the two usually drink late into the night together, chatting
about various things, but if the night of the
party ever comes up when they were having fun, my mom never mentions
anything about it.


T.b.c. Am late for work already.

Good a.m dudes, am sorry its been a while. I've been on a very tight schedule this recent days. I promise to make it up to you guyz later. I will drop one or two(depends on how fast i type before 7.10am) updates this Manin.
Thanks and bear with me.
I sight you mha guys, Marcusagrippa, Weirdman, and Mr Rex.

Hmmmmm. I sense trouble and chaos coming soon! Kudos to you guys.

FORcaBARca

~~~~~~

*continue*


Tina calmed down a bit, a few seconds later, I hear my parent's door
open, and then close. I’m in a bad spot now. We can stop, but that will likely leave Tina hurting. I don’t dare keep going, with my dad awake across the hall.

Then I think about Loveth's room. It’s next to mine, but further away from my parent's. If we
can slip in there quietly, we might be able to continue.

Tina is game to try. Every footfall sounds
unnaturally loud on the carpet, every breath oddly raspy and heavy, and I swear I hear my door open on its silent hinges. Yet somehow we find ourselves in my sister's old room. As soon as the door closes behind me, with the loudest
click I probably don’t really hear, Tina plasters her
body back against mine, and she starts to nibble on my neck. I reach down and grip her hind end, lifting her up, and setting her back onto my
quickly re-hardening dickson. It had gone a bit limp from the worrisome trek to this room, but Tina's
touch definitely has its effect on my libido.
Using my upper body strength, I lift her up and down my cocck, loving how her canal grips my John Thomas. I've never felt Tina so wet before, and I wonder what brought it about, as her juices drip
off my scrotum, and dribble down my legs. The only reason I can think of, is the long day in my presence, but unable to really do anything until
now. I’ve tried to talk as little as possible, but I can’t be rude. If that is the case, we will need to find some secluded spot to screw daily, or Tina will tear me in half after a few days without sex.

My strength isn't unlimited, and after Tina's second orgasm, moaning hard into my neck, I walk us
over to where I can make out the bed in the moonlight streaming through the window.
I lay her flat on the bed, and throw her legs onto my shoulders. Squeezing her thighs together, I
make her impossibly tighter and smile as she has to bite her hand, in order to stifle her moans. I start nibbling on her ankles near my face, and feel
her start to cream again. It’s too much for me, and I pump my last load from sexual bliss of the night into Tina's
slippery hole.

Tina's moans escape her lips as I continue to pump my seed into her. When I finally pull out with a wet slurping sound, I collapse next to her.
Gently kissing her shoulder, I whisper, "You're trouble, you know that?"
Tina giggles again, but after a moment, we both agree that we need to get to our own beds.

Once safely back in my old room, I find my
cr7 boxers buried in the blankets and just have enough time to pull them on, when I suddenly find myself in the blue, corner-less room.

The white light immediately surrounds me, and I
can feel my strength slowly ebbing out of me.
"VAGE!, PLEASE! I need to talk with you. You don't have to come in here, just talk with me." I feel for
her switches, but just as it has happened every other night since our night-long sex session,
Vage is somehow shielded from me.

"I'm sorry," I continue to plead, "I'll do anything I
can to make it up to you, Vage, but I need to talk about
the demons. I need your help to defeat them, Please Vage! PLEASE!"

Silence meets my cries for help.
Defeated I drop to my weakened knees, and
wonder how much Vage must really hate me. I can’t understand why she’d saved me when Dan had captured me. That had been the only time
she’s acknowledged my existence since that Monday night, almost a week ago.
The white light vanishes, and I wait to be sent back to my room.
And wait. . .
I must have dozed off, because a soft voice
startles me, and I tip over. Looking up from the softly vibrating floor, I see a dark rectangular hole
in one side of the rounded room, with a three-fingered hand sticking out of the inky blackness.

"Come with me," the two tones of Vage's voice sounds tired. Silently I stand, and walk over to the opening.
I can’t see beyond, and fear clutches my throat as the arm disappears into the impossible darkness.
It looks like the hand is just floating there, sticking out of complete emptiness. I realize Vage must be
able to see just fine in that darkness, and grasp her three-fingered hand.
Vage pulls me through the black rectangle slowly,
but firmly. My steps are halting at first, but as the blackness swallows me, and all sight vanishes, I
feel suddenly alone, despite the hand I hold. Vage pulls me on, and after a few steps, I pick up my
pace a little, and Vage doesn’t have to drag my tired form as much.


T.b.c

Comes in again, with a bottle of malta guiness and doughnut. Takes a chair to sit down in one corner, zips my drink, takes a bite from mha doughnut, waiting patiently for this two PenMASTERS to update.

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The rest of the movie doesn’t seem so bad after that BJ i got from Tina, though occasionally I can hear explosions and gunshots from the robot movie going on next door.

When we arrive back to my parent's place, I
notice dad still isn't back from his office, where he claim he had go. We try to walk in quietly, but we needn't have bothered, as both of
our mothers are passed out in the family room,
one empty bottle of wine on the coffee table, and
another half empty, still clutched in my mom's hand.
Tina helps me carry her mom back to the guest room, and I tell her I can get my mom on my own.
My mother is much shorter than me and pretty light. It’s easy for me to pick her up in my arms
and carry her to her room. I slip off her shoes and socks, but don’t dare do anything more with
her clothing (guess you know why). I pull back her bedsheets, and position her in bed. Before I can pull the covers up,
however, her arms hug me tight, and she pulls me down into a drunk, sloppy kiss. I can taste the wine on her tongue as it drives into my 'WHAT THE FVCK' mouth.

As soon as my senses return, I pull away, and hear her murmur, "I love you." She must be dreaming of better times with her husband I think, as I
carefully pull the covers over her, and she rolls over. "Thank you, Nick."


Her voice freezes me as I step out of her door.
Had she known it was me when she kissed me,or did she wake up in between the kiss and me
pulling the covers over her?

In a fog of confusion, I walk across the hallway to
my room, and strip down to my cr7 boxers, without
turning on the light.
I feel my way over to my old bed, wondering if
I’m going to get any sleep tonight. The one good thing about being alone is that hopefully Vage will
come get me tonight. I will plead with her to talk to me. I need her advice in order to defeat the demons(you know, bokoharms). I can’t do it alone. Beyond that, I want to know what I can do to make amends to her.

A soft giggle is the only warning I have, before a
very nakked Tina pulls me to her, pressing her luscious body to mine.

"What are you doing?" I demand, trying to speak
around her attempts to kiss me.

"They're both passed out drunk," Tina said.
"They'll never know."

I’m not too sure about that, after what'd happened in my parent's room.

"My dad will be home at any minute," I warn, but its like Tina doesn’t care, and her insistence soon turns
my thoughts around.
If I hear him come in, we'll just have to stop.

I finally allow our mouths to come together, and
Tina nearly sucks my tongue out of my mouth as she yanks my pants down to my thighs. Tina
wastes no time in straddling my hips, gripping my dickson, and with a deft hand, I’m soon inside her. Tina sucessfully takes as much of me into her tight pvssy as it can hold in one quick push. I can’t
believe how Hot she is. She must have
enjoyed that movie more than I'd thought.
I lift my head, and latch onto one of her dangling bre^asts, the rubbery nip^ple already hard, as I run
my tongue around the areola, and nibble the tit. It doesn’t take her long like this, before she shoves my head down, and kisses me furiously, moaning into our kiss. I bring my hands down to
her arse, and squeeze both cheeks, as I start
hunching my hips, and trying to drive her
orgasm higher, moaning myself, and enjoying
the shudders it sends through Tina's body.

Thankfully she'd given me that Mouth Gig earlier, because at this pace, I likely wouldn't have lasted much longer.
Tina breaks the kiss, and places her head next to mine, before turning it, and nibbling on my
earlobe, moaning softly with each of my thrusts.

Some small, almost insignificant sound catches my attention, and I remember my dad. I freeze, holding Tina tight, hissing, "Stop, I think
my dad is home." Unfortunately I forgot the effect my voice has on her, as she starts to cum
again, moaning directly in my ear. I have to fight
back my own moans, as Tina's cunny undulates
around my stationary tool.


T.b.c. Goodnight everybody. Bed calls. Its 12:14am. And that makes it 5more days to mha Buffday!

Good evening to ya'll.

#FORcaBARca.


I know my dad is an influential lawyer, but a case
that needs to be filed this time of the day and this close to the
holidays? Com'on gimme a break, I seriously doubt it.
I keep my mouth shut though, and my mom tries to put on a courageous face, though she doesn’t eat anymore either.
When the rest of us are done eating, Tina and I clear the table, while our moms put the dishes in
the dishwasher.


"Why don't you kids go see a movie tonight?"
My Mom says as we bring the last of the dishes to
them. "I'm sure you two don't want to hang out
with us old women, and there isn't likely to be
any privacy here." Mom winks at me, and looks at Tina, I feel my face flush red again.

"Mom!" I whine, but Tina is already dragging me
from the room.
Tina wants to watch some romance movie, but there is a fighting robot movie playing too. We
end up going to the romance movie. . . Yeah. . .
Mom shoves a 20bucks into Tina's hand before we
leave, to my disgruntlement, but I have to admit I
really can’t afford much until payday, after I get back. I have plenty in savings, but prefer not to use that when I can avoid it. Taking this week off
is really going to hurt, too. I just hope that
everyone enjoys their gifts.

We buy sodas and popcorn, before going into
our theatre room.
I shouldn't have worried about the movie choice,
though, for as soon as we sit down, Tina's lips are locked to mine. We sit in the back, just under
the projector, and this theatre must have
upgraded their seating since the last time I was here, as the armrests lift, allowing us to cuddle up to each other.

Thankfully there are very few people in here on a
Sunday night.

Tina's tongue is hungrily moving along my own,
as her hand slides into my coat, and pulls me
tighter to her. The lights dim, as the opening trailers start up, but my mind barely notices.
I slide my hand into her coat, but instead of going around to Tina's back, I stop on her right tit. Giving
it a squeeze through her shirt, I only then notice Tina isn't wearing a br*a, as I can feel her stiffening
nip^ple with ease.
Tina moans softly at my touch. There isn't
anyone near us, but it won't serve to get caught.
Tina's hand slides down to my crotch, and starts playing with my cramped dickson through my
pants, and I have to break the kiss long enough to up-shift.

Tina giggles as I pull my hand out,
but she deftly slips hers in, and this time it’s me
that moans as I feel her fingernails touch my
shaft.
Her other hand starts working on my zipper, but I grab her wrist. " Tina ,what are you doing?" I hiss, as
I look around. In the dark, with only the screen for light, I don’t think anyone will see us, but you
never know.

"Nick relax, let me take care of things here" she gives my lips a quick lick with the tip
of her tongue, and I succumb to her feminine
wiles. I let go of her wrist, and within seconds
my hard cocck is standing upright in the cool
theatre air. It isn't cold for long, however, as she
lays her head in my lap, and swallows as much
as she can between her soft lips. I strip off my coat, and set it in the seat next to us, ready at a moment's notice to pull it over her if someone
comes by.

The opening credits of the movie start up, and some cheesy music plays, but I can still make out the sucking sounds Tina makes as she gobbles
my knob. I know no one else can hear her, but in my paranoia I still wonder why no one is telling
us to be quiet.

Tina must have been getting warm too, because
she lifts her head long enough to take off her
coat, before going back down on me. Placing my
hand on her hip, I slide it up under her shirt, until I feel the underside of her boob. Tina moans as I
touch her stiff nip^ple, and her moan elicits a small
moan from me. She uses her right hand, and starts handling my balls, intensifying my pleasure.

I continue to handle her large bre^ast, truly enjoying this first time experience of a public Blow J.
Every time I start to get close, I concentrate on
the movie for a few seconds, until the urge subsides, or until she does something with her tongue that feels fantastic.
I slide my hand down Tina's flat abdomen, to the tops of her pants, and keep going. I have to lean
over a bit, but the second my fingers brush her clit, Tina begins to shudder in orgasmic heaven,
and I can feel how soaked her panties already are.

The fact that Tina is so turned on from giving me
pleasure, and what little I have done for her sets
me over the edge, and I let out my loudest moan (though still comparatively quiet) in the theatre, as
I start to ejaculate into her sucking tool.

Tina sits up and gives me a quick peck on the cheek, whispering, "Thank you, Nick," before cuddling
into my arms, and eating popcorn.


T.b.c

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"I'm so happy you finally came Nick!" My mom's
voice is more exuberant than usual, and I wonder
if she is putting on a show for Tina and her Mom. I hope
her and dad haven't been fighting too much
lately. And that’s when I notice the slight flush to
her cheeks, and realize she is drunk.

"Is Loveth coming?" I ask. I haven't seen my
sister since last Christmas, the only time she
might be willing to be around our father. We
communicate irregularly, but it’s still nice to see
my Loveth from time to time. I’m not
holding my breath, on it though.

"Yes, she said she has to work, and won't be
here until Christmas Eve, though," mom sounds
down for a moment, but her smile quickly
returns, as she ushers our guests inside, leaving
me to unload the car.
It takes a number of trips, and despite the cold,
I’m sweating slightly as I bring the last bags in.
Tina and Nancy will be sharing the guest
bedroom, which unfortunately is right next to my
parent's room. There will be no sneaking in there
at night, and my room is across the hallway
from dad’s and mom’s. It looks to be a No sex
week.
My dad is reading a newspaper and
drinking a Goldberg beer. From the pile of cans next to him,
I know not to bother him. I find the other three
women in the dining room, sipping on hot
cocoa. Tina jumps up to make me some, and I
gratefully sit down.

Between Vage's white light last
night, and unloading the car, I’m more than a little
tired.
"Your girlfriend is very cute, Nick," my mom leans over
and whispers to me. "And smart, too."


"Tina's not my girlfriend, mom," I protest,
knowing it’s useless..
Mom looks at me as though she doesn’t believe a
word of it. Resistance is futile, I think. I’m saved
from further argument as Tina brings me my
steaming brown drink.

"Thank you," I tell her, and she rewarded me with her
dazzling smile. My first sip sends a delicious
warmness through my chest, that isn’t entirely
due to the hot chocolate. A quick glance at Tina
shows a wicked smile. She’d spiked my drink.
Mom and Nancy start talking about work, and I
find out that Nancy is a registered nurse at the
main hospital. They become so engrossed in
their talking, that Tina and I’m able to slip out
unnoticed.

"Your mom seems nice," Tina tells me, as we
walk into the guest room.
"Yeah. . . Too happy. I think she's hiding
something." I tell her, trying to keep my words to
a minimum. Tina is still affected by my voice,
and considering the lack of opportunities ahead of
us, I don’t want to cause her any undue stress.

"You worry too much, Nick," Tina grabs my
shoulders, turning me to look at her. "Or can you
read minds now, too?"

I silently laugh, but shake my head. No, I can’t read minds, but I still worry about how overly cheerful mom acts, and her level of drinking.

Tina brings her lips to mine, and I kiss her
happily, until she moans. I pull away,
remembering to tell her about the walls.
"The walls are paper thin in here, so be careful
what you say. My parent's room is right next door, and you can hear everything," I warn her, repeating, “Everything.”

Tina looks to the wall in question, and then turns
back to me with a wicked grin. "That could get
interesting," she says, as she steps back up to
me, and starts kissing me again.
We have to break apart again a few seconds later
as we hear our mothers walking down the
hallway. I step away, and act as though I’m
straightening the blankets on the bed. Our
mothers look at us, suddenly growing silent as
they walk in, and I know we aren't fooling anyone. Tina's grin at my attempted ruse doesn’t
help, and both older ladies burst out laughing.
I feel foolish, but I had grown up under my
parent's rule, and some habits still stick,
apparently.

My dad finally comes out of his den before dinner,
and barely says two words throughout the meal.
Mom more than makes up for it though, talking
enough for all of us.
Dad only eats half his meal, before standing up,
"I'm going into the office. There are some files I need to file."

"But dear, you've been drinking all day, and we
have guests. Can't it wait until tomorrow?" Mom
asked, worriedly.

"Dammit, don't tell me how much I've drunk, old woman. I said I need to go, and those files won't
file themselves." Dad storms out of the room, his
plate still on the table, as we all sit in stunned
absolute silence.



T.b.c

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The sun shines pleasantly as I, Tina and her mom drive south. The
roads are dry, all in all it’s a pleasant Sunday drive.
At least, it would’ve been if not for a couple of
things. Nancy is sitting in the back seat, humming
softly to herself, and Vage had refused to talk to
me again last night.
Nancy's presence doesn’t bother me as much as
Vages attitude. When I'd called my family to see if
Tina could come down, my mom had asked
after her mom, and then insisted that I invite her
as well. Nancy had hemmed and hawed at first,
but Tina convinced her it would be good to not
be alone for the holidays. I just kept my mouth
shut. I didn’t want to influence her decision, and
to be honest, I really don’t know how I feel about
it. A part of me was hoping to get some alone
time with Tina, but that’s less likely with her
mom there.
Then there’s the issue of the chance of my family
finding out what I'd done with the two women.
Somehow I’m sure my parents would freak out,
especially my dad. My sister might take it better,
but she’s not likely to be there after that last blow-
up with our dad, even if it is Christmas. No
matter what, I don’t want it getting out.

Yesterday had flown by, as Stephanie, Stacy,
and I recovered from the night's exertions,
sleeping most of the day. I'd gone to see Tina
after calling my mom that evening, and she was
ecstatic as she packed.

The two women had
decide to go do some shopping, and I left them
to it, realizing I would have to do some extra
Christmas shopping myself, ordering gifts for the
twins, and wrapping Tina's.
I’m not sure if I should get anything for Prof Jane, and figure propriety dictates otherwise.
I don’t want to get her in any trouble, if
someone were to find out.
Luckily Nancy opts to pay for gas, as I've spent
more than I'd meant to last night.
I had a peaceful night alone, and was relieved
when Vage took me. It dawns on me that she only
takes me on nights when no one is sleeping with
me. I hope that means she isn't jealous, but
when she refused to show herself again, even
when I desperately pleaded that I needed to talk
to her concerning ways to defeat the demons.
Silence and the strength building white light are all
that meet my cries.

"I hope your family likes me," Tina worries for
what feels like the hundredth time.

"Relax. You'll be fine," I reassure her again, then
think I'd probably better warn her. "I haven't told
you about my sister, have I?" Tina shakes her
head. "She's a lesbian. She came out about it three
years ago. My mom doesn’t mind so much;
though she regrets not having any grandchildren
from her, so don't be surprised if my mom asks when
we're having kids."

"Not for awhile, I hope," Tina tells me with a
laugh. I remember Richard complaining that Tina
had wanted kids, so that statement kind of
surprises me. "I want to finish college first."

I guess I hadn’t gotten the whole story.

"My dad flipped out, though, called her devil
spawn and other not so nice things. He's calmed
down since then, but still doesn't like it, and we’ve
barely heard from her since."

"A parent should always support their children's
life decisions," Nancy says from the back seat.

"Give them advice if we think they're making
mistakes, but if it's what they truly want. . ." Tina
reaches over, and squeezes my leg.

"Thanks, mom. Love you, too," Tina says
sincerely.
I decide not to tell them that my dad had been
screaming at my mom in the background when
I'd called. After Nancy's husband had left her, I
can only hope that my parents don’t get into it too heavily. They had loved each other once, but
I’ve noticed them growing more distant over the
last few years.

Loveth, my sister, blames
herself for our parent's issues, but I doubt it has
to do solely with her.

We pull in about mid-afternoon, and mom runs
out to give me a big hug. I feel my cheeks burn
at mom's P.D.A. in front of Tina and Nancy, but
suffer through it, knowing that she’s missed her
only son.

"My world!" She exclaims pulling away from me,
and squeezing my arms. "You've been working
out."

I introduce them all, ignoring her compliment.

"Oh, Nick, your girlfriend is so cute!" my Mom
exclaims next, and my cheeks go even redder.

“And those hips look good for bearing children
too!”

Oh, please kill me now! I beg some
unknown gods.

"We're not—" Tina and I say in unison, but mom
ignores us as she shakes Nancy's hand.


T.b.c. Wanna rest. Till eve time guys!

*Still Fcb's victory week*


I dive into Stacy's pvssy
with my tongue, while she sucks cum from me,
until she is cumming all over my face as well, her
juices dripping from my chin.

Stacy's talented mouth doesn’t let me go limp.
She gets off of me, and goes over to Stephanie,
plastering their lips together, and I see my cum
switch mouths. If I hadn't already still been hard,
that would have done it for me. With the one
pvssy I hadn't been in tonight, I stand up,
and get behind her. My dickson is still slick from
Stephanie's cum, and Stacy's saliva, and it easily
slides into the latter's tight tunnel.
Stacy moans as I bottom out in her, and still
have a bit left outside. I notice that Stephanie is
eagerly kissing her sister, and Stacy actually
has a couple fingers working on her twin's pvssy.
I begin working my hips back and forth,
pounding into Stacy, and making her grunt
every time I hit her uterus. Stephanie comes on her
sister's fingers, and a moment later, Stacy lifts
her head, to look back at me.

"That's it, Nick. Fvck my pvssy. Pound it
hard, and make me cum. Make me cum, while I
make my sister cum on my hand. Come on!
FvCK me!" I take her order to heart, and slam into
her as hard as I can go. On the third thrust, just
as had happened with Stephanie before, I feel
something extremely tight slip around the end of
my cocck, and Stacy shrieks.

"Oh gawd, that's
my womb!" She shakes, as an orgasm overtakes her,
and her knees buckle. She collapses to the floor,
pulling off me with an unmistakable sucking
sound, moaning, and shaking, as a small puddle
begins to leak between her thighs.

Stacy's hand is now within her sister pvssy, but I
remove it, as I get between Stephanie's legs. I slide
into her with ease, not quite going all the way in,
and smile as her eyes roll back in her head.
Grabbing a breasst in each hand, I start up a nice
slow rhythm, both of us moaning at our blissful
connection.

Stacy finally recovers on the floor, and stands
back up. She smiles down at us, and then
reaches down to where we are connected and
starts playing with Stephanie's clit. This puts her
breassts right by my mouth, and I’m not going to
pass up that meal. With a tit in each hand, and
another in my mouth, I don’t think life can get
any better(lol).
A few seconds later it does, as Steph cums
hard, ecstasy wracking her body, as she twists
and writhes against my invading pole, and her
sister's fingers. She is moaning so loudly, and
gripping me so tightly, I start to cum too. My
own body locks up, as I deposit my load into half
of this beautiful geek team.
Exhausted, I fall back on the couch, releasing all
three tits, and slipping out of Stephanie.
I watch through blurry eyes, as Stacy dives
between her twins thighs, and starts to suck my
cum out of her sister.

"Oh, Stacy! Yes right there, lick me there.
Ohhhh, you know right what to do! Oh, fvck,
you're gonna make me cum again. Oh fvck, OH FvCK!"
Stephanie’s fingers are tangled in
her sister’s hair, as she cries out in inces*tuous
bliss.

When Stephanie finally relaxes, her eyes grow
wide, and she backs away from her sister.

"What made you do that?" She demands. I can’t
tell if she’s angry, she’s so out of breath, and worry starts to seep into my gut.


"I'm sorry," I tell Stephanie, not wanting there to be any
bad blood between these two. "I asked her to."

Stephanie stares at me incredulously, until her sister
speaks up.

"I wouldn't have done it if I didn’t
want to, Steph. He might have asked me, but
I’ve wanted to do that for a long time."
"But we're SISTERS!" Stephanie exclaims. "That's
inc*est!"

"You didn’t complain at the time," Stacy
argues in a tone that makes it hard to argue back.


"Yes, but. . . Well, I did enjoy it, but. . . You
wanted to?" The anger slowly leaches out of her,
leaving only curiosity.

"But we agreed to share
boyfriends, not each other."
I wonder briefly if this means I have been
upgraded from REALLY good friend status, to
boyfriend. It also makes me wonder again about
just how many times they've done this before.
Either way, I truly don’t have any complaints
right now.

"I only agreed to that, because I thought that is
what YOU wanted," Stacy says, and we all
laugh. The two sisters hug each other tightly,
until I complain about being left out. Then they
both tackle me, laughing, as they attempt to tickle
me. With my current strength, however, I easily
get the better of the two, and soon have both of
them squealing with beautiful laughter. Next thing
I know, Stephanie turns the tables on me, as she
sucks my cocck between her lips, and I realize that
I've grown hard once more.
The only thing I can think of, as to why I’m
recovering so quickly, is that marathon sex
session with Vage.
By the end of the night, none of us know where
one body ends, and another begins.

And yet Vage doesn't come to get me again.


T.b.c shortly.

Aeontk:
[b][/b] First to start new thread. Queen thumbs up you are good yu jt made it to the top three female writers on my list.
And uhm you are number three though anywayz keep up the good work

lol. Funny you dude. Its an honour to even be on yah list in the first place. I hope yhu will encourage me to maintain my stay on that list!

Well, what can i say? Other than to bless tha womb that conceive you! Prince! You are tha Bomb!

Happy new week dudes. Have a great week ahead