Mr. Pierce wanted to know what was going on, so Marvin filled him in. He wanted to do something about it, but wasn’t sure what. With this Mr. Pierce began to inform him of some events that had happened without Marvin’s knowledge. It seemed that on Marvin’s regular story telling times on the bus, that a local D.J. had had a professional sound engineer record the stories right from Marvin’s and later also Jennie’s mouths. With tranions of the first episodes and great sound engineering, they have reconstructed the whole series. A neighboring radio station employee had heard some of the excerpts and recommended them to his boss. Then the boss was collared by his regional manager and the ball was set in motion for national syndication. The major T.V. companies caught wind of this and began the process of developing it for a continuing show on one of the networks. They were in fierce competition among themselves over this. One of the networks won the competition and a limited series with the option of continuance was produced. Up to this time, everyone had just skipped over the matter of who this intellectual property belonged to in the first place. But, some intern lawyer with the network asked the question and a whole firestorm of blame giving broke out. Then cooler heads prevailed and somehow it got back to Mr. Pierce as to what was going on. He immediately hired a national attorney versed in this kind of matter and the network who felt just terrible about this, mostly due to the terrible publicity and also expensive lawsuits that could result, were more than gracious in offering to heal the oversight. So, the national attorney, Mr. Pierce Hardcore and Marvin himself became very affluent over it, and the promise was that the money would continue to be flooding in to them for many years to come. A very large settlement on the past violation of Marvin’s rights was already in his bank account. The bank had been very cooperative in transferring the funds to Marvin’s credit, even though he had no knowledge of it. So, this explained the day’s delay in him coming to help Marvin as Marvin had requested. But, now Marvin had to process this monumental surprise in quick time to allow Mr. Pierce to proceed as usual. He asked Mr. Pierce to sit on this for a time, while he saw how things proceeded at this institution. But that he would pass messages on to him regularly and if he didn’t hear from him in over a week, to come immediately to his rescue. With that the lawyer and the Stater met with the staff on hand and warned them against any retaliation to be taken on Mr. Martin’s insistence on accessibility of his legal advisor. The staff at first were very careful of any interactions with Marvin. Marvin did nothing to ask for preferential treatment, but did keep a record of what was going on, good and bad. In this facility, the managers separated the male and female residents to opposite wings. They did this even with committed couples and married ones, too. This is extremely cruel to couples who had lived and slept together for decades. And especially in their old age with reduced capacities and mental states, to have that last manner of support and pleasure removed is just too cruel to contemplate. But this was done by the facility’s staff for some imagined benefit to the overall atmosphere in the home. What it really did was multiply the latent sense of hopelessness and dire expectations in even more of the residents than would be otherwise be manifest. This came to a boil with Marvin when a widow in the women’s wing was discove-red as being in the continued process of sexually pleasing any of the male inhabitants or even staff that needed or even just desired her favors. Her bedroom was a single because of her financial standing and she also had a very protective lawyer in tow. So, her room had a lock on the door, that worked either on the outside or inside for privacy. When the staff discovered this, they tried to circumvent her access to the guys. This all boiled over before Marvin had even arrived and the after effects of that disturbance were still being felt when Marvin settled in. Not only were the male and female residents in opposite ends of the facility, but except for dining together they had almost no interchanges permitted at all. Marvin caught on to this right away. On the third night after the layer’s visit, late at night the door to his room squeaked as it was opened by a person unknown. Could this be the staff checking up to see if the guys were relieving themselves of japanese sexual stress? He wondered if this was the case. Both if the guys were ‘wanking off’ and if one of the staff was peeking a look to cause some kind of trouble for them. But, to his surprise it was a definitely asian female figure and she was progressing around the room for some purpose, stopping at each bed. Jack said to her. Fredo was still holding a camera that he’d been filming with. ...On the other hand, can I really blame them? He relents, getting he purposely bumps into me and I can hear him utter this isn’t over under his breath. I nursed at her breast milk, gulping it down as my futa-cum spurted over and over into her fertile depths. At the closely guarded control gates I ask for Red Duchess, and present the palm japanese of my hand for yet another DNA verification of my identity. I stayed up on the front of the boat right until we got back to the marina. “Any other woman would be dying of humiliation but not this one. I needed a new plan. “Precious,” Shelly answered. Meanwhile, Bella was getting ready to turn in as well. Her dick thrust from her thick bush, hiding the pink folds of her pussy. He was after all, fucking gorgeous and I fancied him like no-one asian else I had known. ••••••••••••• The guy behind me turned my head as various cocks around the circle neared climax, each giving me a thick spray of delicious jizz, dripping its way down my face and off my nose onto my tits. Immediately my spirits sink. My heart was doing flips as I practiced what I was going to say to her. Not to mention they are also the unofficial adorable mascot character of the Pokemorph world. Molly whimpered with pleasure. “Oh nothing Daddy. She paused for just a moment, letting the anticipation build as her devouring grin grew wider. “I don’t.” Hardcore Mona said. “Come on Eric. “You’ve been with Master the longest! the hosts go to bed last, don't you know..." “that's not even the best I can do Daddy!