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“How do you get the right shape and the blade?” “Mostly by grinding, first with a coarse wheel and once the shape is where you want it to be, use finer and finer wheels. Of course, to get a concave blade cartoon like this you have to use a matching convex wheel. Like the handles? They’re genuine elk horn. I’ll futanari make you a set if you want, but it’ll take a while to get it done. I have a few things on my plate right now.” We chatted for a while as I cut into the ham. It was a really easy job because the ham had been spiral sliced at the processing plant. There was a big pile on the platter when Mom called everyone in to eat. I stepped back, waiting for Scarlett. She wrapped her arm around my waist and reached up to kiss my cheek. Sandy was right at her heels until I sent her back to the living room. She’d get her share and more, but she’d have to wait until everyone else was done. We were almost at the end of the line with only Mom, Dad, Nick, and Victoria behind us. I laughed when Dad told us that he had “raided” my garden for the tomatoes in the salad. I took a big portion as did Scarlett, adding a generous amount of Italian dressing. We had deviled eggs, potato amateur and macaroni salads, carrot sticks, and several slices of the baked ham then found seats on the floor near the couch. Sandy curled up in front of Scarlett, but ignored the food, knowing that her turn would come. We picked through the scraps, pouring tiny pieces of fat from the ham, boiled egg, and small chunks of tomato on top of the normal dry food. As I opened up the door, I yelled out “I am finished in the bathroom” and stepped in to the hallway. Her juices squirted amateur out of her as she came from my tenth and final spanking. How hard I could cum. Eric looked at the two of them and stroked his own cock until he came…the scene had captivated him. Again on the right, a loud clap echoing through the house, again on the left. I heard the long string of beeps of a speed-dial, then a pause before Cynthia began speaking. She dropped her head and looked down at the mess covering her body. That didn’t escape Angie’s notice. *smack* The pleasure surged through me. Rapture pulsed out of my girl-dick. I am from a species that is well-known by the sector OverLord, but by few others. She rubbed his shaft up and down, taking his balls into her small palm, massaging and scratching them, his favorite move he did on her. You can call me anything you want; I’ll do anything cartoon you want, but it stays in the house.” I put a hand on her breast. She tried a little then rubbed his cock up and down her clit. Ok he said futanari I'll let you live going back down on her to drink the juices that had escaped. You are way too amped up right now.