We buried her here under some sticks and brush.” Sonja looked down at the ground, wringing her hands. “We wanted to tell you, but we didn’t want to ruin Christmas.” I struggled to speak, my throat dry as sand, my tongue feeling like it was swelling and cutting off my air. My eyes became wet, invoking the sting of the cold. “Girls, you had better not be lying to me. Is there really a dead… is there really someone buried here?” They all nodded, and the silence hit me like a thunderous wave. My knees buckled, I fell to the ground. Guilt swept through me, no, such a word doesn’t truly describe what I was feeling. Because of me, a girl was dead. Because of me, a human life had been created simply to be snuffed out by the cold. Was I couple lying in the exact same spot where she had lain in her final moments? Her naked body being bled of its warmth? Her bare skin feeling the frozen edges of the snow and ice? Her transformed mind filled with confusion and fear, knowing only for certain that she was going to die? I screamed and beat my fist against the snow, cursing myself and whatever power had forced an innocent creature to suffer and die. The girls rushed over me but I couldn’t see them, blinded by tears and snow. I had feared this would happen. Every single day since this started, I had been terrified that this curse would create a human life and bring fuck about its death, that would I rob an animal of their chance to live and they would die because I turned them into something they didn’t understand and couldn’t save them. It had been a long time sex since I cried, but I did so now. I had created a person, as if they were sexy my child, only for them to suffer and die. This girl, what had she been like? If I had found her, if I had saved her, how might my life be different? How might she make me smile? How might I make her laugh? How might I wake up beside her? How might she fall asleep beside me? I don’t know how long I laid there. The girls stayed beside me, crying as well, afraid and unsure of anything they could do to make me feel better. Finally, the sun began to set, and they knew that we had to get home. They pulled me up onto my feet, and once standing, I began to think a little bit clearer. “Let’s go home,” I said with my throat aching. We trudged through the snow back to the house, none of us saying anything. We reached the porch just as the sun disappeared below the horizon. We cut the duct tape binding us to our skis and stepped inside, stripping off our winter gear. I walked into the kitchen and reached into a cabinet above the fridge, pulling Fucking out a bottle of Jack Daniels. Adding to this daunting task, Sigrid cautioned that the sand prevented healing and declared that none but the most critically injured be treated on the beach. It sounded a lot like bonsai, but with magic. Within seconds the seats were taken Fucking by a young couple. Then I felt the third man’s cock pressing against my pussy. Part of our excitement and turn on is seeing which one of us can get the most attention from our new sexual partner when they first arrive. She yelled, “Mother fucker,” and a short burst of piss fired against his groin. I feel her hand give my cock a squeeze. David continued to masturbate in his bed, picturing himself fucking his beautiful wife when he felt his orgasm built up. "Aunt Kate!" and he was trying to pull his hand off, but I just held it there. After she feeds me all of that yummy seed of hers, she starts to swirl it around in my mouth sex with her tongue before she pulls back, leaving a string of cum attached to our mouths. I changed my mind about hitting up my next class and went straight to jacking off so I could get mine in. Later on I messaged Zach and told him the whole story as we began plotting the ultimate orgy. Rotty quickly sticks his nose between her legs and begin licking. "So good of sexy you Abby to join us" Aunt Marie says as we all squat down onto the bean bags. “Now you’re blushing again, you don’t strike me as the shy type, Angie but if you’re not happy with the way we play, then you only have to say.” I’m having to let some of my pubic hair grow long enough for it to work. I didn’t know how I was going to explain that to Arby, but I figured a generous amount of Lucilla’s gold would satisfy his questions. He imagines his friends looking at his daugther now; in her bikini or a skimpy outfit, checking her out discretely. The last few stragglers were leaving and I was collecting the remaining glasses when a hand tapped me on the shoulder, it was Sophie, “It’s been a lovely evening, Angie, we’ll see you again tomorrow I expect,” she leaned forward couple and kissed my cheek, then she whispered, “I think I can manage to get home unaided, shame really.” She was giggling again. "I don't think your production is going into the "Baby Batter" with the rest, Thor," she said, referring to the normal destination of the stallions' efforts, which was to supply the necessary chromosomes for the careful genetic manipulation that resulted in each new generation of Elysian women. I don’t know if it was that or if the boys were just too busy laughing at the comments that were now getting more and more lewd, but I won fuck that game and the next, and I got a free drink as well. “That's it.” He reaches up and touches her chest over her bra. "Have a seat, Logan. Strangest of all was that it felt right, like it was supposed to be like this, that he controlled me and used me. I didn’t understand most of it, but I knew I loved it. If you be a good boy, I’ll even let you have a go at her.”