“How is that okay?” her dad snapped. “How are you surviving if it’s toxic?” I smirked evilly at her, waiting for her response. Oh, how awkward this would get if they knew we filled their daughter with our cum consistently. “Er, the crystal helps me,” she hedged, shifting uncomfortably. “Is that all?” I prompted wickedly, earning a jab from her elbow. “Yes, that’s all!” she hissed. Me and the other two chuckled at her unease, but I dropped it.
