As his body matured, her breasts, offered in sin for his safety, lost their interest. He began demanding greater sins from her, which she performed wi...h mounting anguish, until she was his doll. Nay, dare I say, slave. Yet none of her suffering exceeded her desire to protect the last of her family."May you find him a wife soon." I offered. My bias spoke for me."Five months back, under a blood moon, we married in defiance of all that is holy." The poor woman shrunk back, expecting a righteous. Warriors danced forward in mock attacks then retreating to their lines and turned to bare their ass to the opposition.The taunts and insults went on for over an hour and seemed to delight the spectators, Bactorie and Noya alike.Drums started to beat a slow rhythm and everyone fell silent. Bactorie warriors beat their shield with their spear in rhythm with the drums as they moved toward our line of warriors. Our warriors beat their shields in the same rhythm as the Bactorie as they moved. The next year, he started competing with their high school team when they attended swim meets. He represented his own school, but merely traveled with them when they went to various competitions around the state.He was not training for the Olympics or trying to set any world records. Nor was he a state champion or even a second or third-place finisher. He was merely a talented swimmer, who truly enjoyed it.Other than recreational swimming, Mitch hadn’t even thought about the sport since his. I trembled when his rapid breaths whisked along my soaked flower, and I let out moans when he surrounded me, taking me all in. With his mouth still frenzied, he ravished me like a beast. He sucked everything and stroked my clit with his tongue, and then drove it up inside me. “Aaaahh. Oh, Logan. Wow. You are so good at that.” He retraced his same steps, but on his fourth expedition, he spent much time delving into all my folds and giving me playful nips. My legs wobbled. I was floating so.