" Some of it, anyway, I thought, remembering Barbie couldn't keep a secret.Barbie hadn't changed; at least, her deliciously naughty mind was the same....I spent a half-hour telling her an abbreviated version of my adventure.When I finished, she said, "Come on, Katy. Surely, you don't expect me to believe that you and your Dad kidnapped a little girl, and then took on a group of evil Satanists. I almost believed you until you told me about the gunfights. They went way over the top. Jeez! I'm not. Debby's juicy little cuntmound pressing against his now fully erect cock didn't make it any easier for him either. Jesus Christ, she was his own flesh and blood... his pretty little baby. Except that right now, with her big tits snuggled against his bare chest and her soft, moist crotch grinding sexily against the length of his prick, Debby didn't feel quite so little anymore. It wasn't surprising, he realized, because despite having his eyes and hair colour, the precocious fourteen-year-old. Not from a fear of heights but from the fear of the ladder buckling under me. I couldn’t help but laugh at him; he was like a c***d peering over the balcony with that grin on his face. Looking down I hadn’t noticed that he had a good bird’s eye view of my tits, it was summer and it was roasting so I wore a vest top under my works shirt and kept the shirt unbuttoned. David was in his late thirties/early fourties with salt n pepper hair kept short but spiked a little at the front. He wore thin. " He finally confided. "Doomed to wander these lonely halls!" No." She gasped, having suspected as much."Did ... Did you die here?" Nagi had asked after a long moment."No," He replied almost sounding like and echo."Not as such, I perceive my self as 'alive'. Suffice it to say however, I am in a place where I can't effect the world about me!" How awful!" She had gasped."Yes..." He had sighed."Life and the here after apparently are wrought with woe." What can I do to help?" She had asked."Sleep.
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