Ambrose had his paw on his chin true he wanted the rest of the memories there were so many things he still couldn't remember. Finally a full two spectons later he approached the female. "There are a great many things that I can no longer recall. IF you can help restore them, asian then I will owe you debt, that I will do all I can to repay." The smallish female shook her head, "I do not do this for a reward sire. I do it because it is what needs to be done, what has to be done. When you are ready sire I will start." Ambrose knelt beside the female whispering in her ears causing her to gasp then nod. Placing both her paws on either side teen of Ambrose's head she closed her eyes. Ambrose waited a moment then felt his mind start to flood with untold memories. But the one doggystyle that soon had him in tears, were those of his mother. "Mother," he whispered, "you should have let me do more. I am sorry I haven't been the son you wished." Twitty and Glenna both became alarmed when the tears started to fall from Ambrose's japanese eyes. "I am sorry sire these last are the hardest for the both of us to see. Ah! I see you are finally starting to see who I am." Ambrose's eyes snapped open as he stared at the small female he'd placed his trust in. In an almost inaudible whisper Ambrose stated, "Yes. I also see why you have been gone so long." The small female's Hardcore eyes went wide as she stared at Ambrose seeing the look in his eyes. "So all has been revealed son of Trianna Axor this is good." Ambrose nodded then turned to the female. "It is good also that you are now free never again to be subjected to the pain and humiliation. I believe that there are a few people out there that would be more than glad to see you." Becky Woodward is nineteen and the world's first Hardcore futanari, caused by some sort of unknown mutation that has doctors baffled a year later since her changes. “She'll love either hole,” moaned my sister. I watch as his shirt sways back and asian forth with his body gliding along his back while arching. The ongoing story of Master Frank and his growing number of slaves from within his own family. The recovery was just teen in time, the same employee woman coming down the line again as Aja looked back up. Cindy kept unpacking but would constantly look over at Susan. We had to walk a little to actually get to the spot, but once we got there, it was really nice! “What time is it?” I asked as I let out a yawn and stretched my arms above my head. I did not have to hold her down as I came straight into her throat, doggystyle gravity did that for me. We had just finished our morning fuck when he told me that my daughter Kayleigh was returning from her Volleyball camp. Then I immediately took him back into my mouth as a bit of japanese embarrassment hit me. To my excitement he moaned back, making out the words, “fuck yes”. Daryl gave me an unbelieving look, but I had it covered. Reaching out for his pillow, he felt not the relative softness of his cheap pillow, but instead the hard wooden of the cabin. He could hear her sudden intake of breath, could feel her butt slightly jiggle. They both loved to torment people and they were both spoiled to the point that they would probably have someone else eat and breath for them if it was possible. Tony: “Oh I see haha, you do this much then ay?”. Savor those sensations, the bliss and the pain, for they are more precious than you realize.” While we were doing that, I looked at one of the tables and saw a young girl, who looked like she was 18, watching us. I was just—”