"How could you do that with my daughter?" she kept asking.We were downstairs. Mirielle and I were dressed again, sitting stunned at the kitchen table....Mirielle had no answer. She mumbled "sorry" over and over again.My mind raced around for something to say and came up empty. I watched, hoping Mirielle wouldn't say too much."What's happening?" a small voice muttered from the door.It was Emily. She'd heard all the yelling, and seen Mirielle run by naked. I'm sure she knew basically what was going. “Enjoy,” Anael moaned as she faded.Reality lurched back into action.My wife shifted leaning over and... “You shifted. You did something naughty. Look at you, you’re panting.”“That wicked angel,” I groaned.My wife ducked her head down. Linda’s auburn hair spilled over my lap as she sucked on the tip of my cock. I gasped, my dick throbbing in her mouth. A spike of pleasure shot through me. My toes curled and my shaft twitched in her mouth.“Linda?” I groaned.Her mouth popped off. “Damn, your cock. More

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