His body contorted, it twisted, and it was transformed into the smaller, younger, cruel, remorseless, evil man she knew as Edward. “Sir, my name is, Ellen,” was her response. tube8 “Oh my heavens, it’s happened again!” he declared. “But, I am unable to retrieve the seeds which have been implanted within your womb. A robe lay at the foot of the bed, so in spite of her nudity, Ellen climbed out of her cozy cocoon and slipped the flimsy garment on. “I have daughters whose sole support comes from me!”
Hmm…daughters? Looking into his late wife’s closet, the man withdrew a modern, expensive suit of clothing for his love. Would the outer door be unlocked? Heaven have mercy on ‘her’ because pussy was the pleasure I sought! his alter ego. Seeds were sown in a fertile womb.
