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“A demon.” I said the words aloud. They echoed around me. A tremble rippled through me. I pulled the phone up from my breasts. There, beside my banking app and one of those puzzle games I sometimes played when bored babe was the editing app. I pressed down on it. The grid appeared, all the apps shrunk a bit. A little X appeared in the corner beside each. I just had to tap that, and the editing app would be uninstalled. My finger hovered over the X. I just had to tap it. My finger shook. Come on, just tap it. I could change one thing... That thought wormed through my mind as I struggled to drive my finger down. One thing. It didn't have to be something for me. But for my family. My husband. I Hardcore could help him in his mission. I could be a good wife to him. I bit my lip and turned off my phone. I shouldn't do this. That was a demon. A demon. She wanted me to do something bad. Something that wouldn't be good, but... I would control the edit. I would ensure that it would do exactly what I wanted. I would be careful. Do something for my family. The shower hissed off. A moment later a wet and naked Sam burst through the room and rushed by, a big smile on her face. She was out the door in a real flesh, my daughter's footsteps retreating to her room. I trembled as Steve came out. I put on a fake smile. Steve frowned at group me. amateur “You okay?” “Hmm?” I asked, trying not to look at my phone on the nightstand. I nailed her in the back right before she walked down the aisle and then again at the reception before they left for their group honeymoon. Sucking her hard-little nub into my mouth. His comments about my body make me blush, feeling even more exposed than if he was merely looking and feeling in silence. “then grab me by Hardcore the throat, and cum deep inside my tight little pussy.. It was no secret they were lesbians. She was on the edge of an orgasm when he reached around pinching and rolling her amateur clit between his thumb and fore finger. She went to the master bedroom. I felt like if I talked to her, I might say something out of turn and… babe I mean, she clearly is okay with real me now, I couldn’t jeopardize that by talking to her! # The Story: Chapter 5 - My Directive For Katin & Sylvia (find chapter in separate story) She reached up and held me in place with her hands on my shoulders.