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Again! I stand and do a little victory dance by the bed, pumping my hands up and down in the air as I turn around.Still naked, I take a swig from the orange juice container that should be in the door of the fridge, but someone, not naming names, has left on the counter. I realize Abby is waving to me from her kitchen. I wave back and she moves her hand up and down like a guy jerking off. I blow her a kiss and walk to the bedroom.Standing in front of the tall mirror resting on the soft carpet, I squat a little and thrust my pussy forward. Two fingers spread it wide open and I move just a little closer to the mirror. What a turn-on, how could anyone not love having a cunt? I run my fingers through the soppy wetness and lick them. Damn tasty too.Doing some housework while wearing an old dress, not fully buttoned, nothing under it. I was just dusting the top of the TV as Abby walked in."Hey Kate, you sexy thing. You may turn me into a lesbian one day." Don't tempt me! Bob is such a bad. We are blood. What he has done to you is not your fault. You are not shamed in my eyes. Let me help you. We will get away from him if we work together. Can you do that?’ ‘No, I can’t. You mustn’t… touch me. He’s… ruined… me,’ she cried brokenly. ‘No d-decent man… will ever w-want me now.’ ‘Ah sweetie, don’t think that way. This isn’t your fault. You don’t know that. Once we escape, no one ever has to know what happened here.’ Ione stroked her hair. ‘Now let me see.’ ‘But I will know. I can’t live this way,’ Samantha hissed then her eyes widened as she looked up. ‘What? What’s wrong?’ A sharp pain erupted within Ione’s head as something blunt hit her. Darkness embraced her. Samantha squeaked, gazing upon Black Sun, who had silently returned, ‘It wise not to run. I kill you both.’ He gathered Ione’s prone body, throwing her back to her bedroll before bedding back down on his own. He gathered Samantha within his arms. ‘Sleep,’ he muttered. **** Ione groaned, gingerly rubbing the knot on.
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