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Momo and Chloe had consumed the same small amount of alcohol, but other than a slightly raised mood, they seemed no different than usual. I had heard that cats had really good kidneys and maybe it was the same for mice? After a while, the alcohol stopped granting energy and instead gave a steady dose of lethargy with every drop. The girls all fell asleep on the couch, leaning against each other. Betty joined them, forcing me out of my seat. Lorraine called it a night and brought her "pillar men" upstairs with her to sleep in the guest room. Hopefully, we wouldn't hear any creaking mattress springs. It was just me and Elise, back in the dining room, still talking over drinks. I was telling her about the Hardcore deer girl. "What would you have named her?" Elise asked. I looked at the bottle in my hand, peeling at the label with my thumbnail to simply keep myself busy. "I tried to avoid thinking about it, it just hurt too much. But when I was digging her grave, I started to wonder. I sorted through names, trying to decide what the best one would have been. I settled on Penelope." Elise gave a soft giggle. "Momo, Sonja, Chloe, and anal Penelope. You certainly have a unique naming sense. I'd like to think I know what you felt. I've lost plenty of animals, I lost my parents one right after the other." "It wasn't just the loss that hurt, it was the guilt. Had she just remained a normal deer in the wild, she would have eventually died, whether killed by predators, hunters, disease, old age, or still simply froze to death. But because I creampie moved to that house, because I lived near her, she didn't live long enough for any of that to happen. And it teen wasn't like I had just hit a deer with my car and killed it, more like I injured it but that injury caused it to slowly die by the side of the road. But it was still more than that, because she was a person when she died. She might not have been your average Homo sapien, but she was a human being and she died a human's death. It was like I made her just so she could suffer." "What do you mean?" "Imagine you were pregnant and out in the frozen wilderness. You go into labor and immediately after giving birth, your baby freezes to death. Or imagine finding out you had passed on some horrible disease to your child so they only live a few minutes before dying. That was their whole existence. That's what it felt like when I realized what had happened." I looked back into the living room, where the girls were all sleeping soundly. "Those girls in there, they're my lovers, but in a way, they're also like my children. I made them what they are, I've taken care of them from brushing their teeth to teaching them how to read, and I've loved them in every way possible. For a moment, there was a second sun. After work, I returned to my home after having been gone for the better part of a week. Scott lifted up Becky's tank top and took off her bra and pulled it back down as he pulled out a bottle of lube and began pouring it on Becky's tits making both her and her tank top well lubricated. Pinkie wasted no time teen and she furiously jerked and yanked the cocks with open mouth and wagging tongue as she shook her tits back and forth. “What are you doing here?” she simply asked. My hand went to the hem, front and back. “Only you my darling, could go to a restaurant with one beautiful lady and another one wants to come home with both of you,” Jill says laughing the whole time. At first, I thought it was a creampie bug, so my instinct was to swap it, but before I could Dad pulled his crotch back a little, then forward Hardcore and pushed me at the same time. Did you like what you saw?" There was another shooting at a Pinetree, this time in Omaha. Luke was happy with that but the other 2 weren’t, they were missing out. Make her yours.” So we have a few hours to pleasure one another. I started slowly, for fear of hurting her, but then I remembered anal what she had said about loving it. “Yeah right!” Finn laughs. My mother and my brother's jaws dropped when they saw her extra parts and mom moved in closer to have a better look. Then his hips haunched again and his fat stopper was compressing just to squeeze into such a tight opening. He pulled his prick from Rachel’s clinging pussy walls and laid it against her slit, rubbing its swollen head against her sensitive clit. She was so soft and warm. Then with a sigh Mellos laid back down, closing her eyes she was asleep a matter of moments. When I reach her cubicle, I see she is at her standing desk, which faces the window. “Uh-uh!” I interrupted. She planted a cute kiss on his head, watching him from the tops of her eyes as her small lips smooshed. Sometimes our neighbors watch us do that."