I stepped in it, got burned, sat on that bench, and got a splinter in my thigh – perilously close to something far more tender, though.”He winces ...n empathy “Ouch.”“Very ouch. I knew I was going to have to keep moving after I examined it, so I stood back up and started limping toward the door hoping to find a first aid kit. On my way, I stepped in a pile of heavily decomposed fruit which had gone past the fermentation stage and had started turning to vinegar.”“What kind of fruit?”“What could. .fuck...I'm cumming John, I'm cumming. Keep fisting me, hard, keep going.... Uhhh...Jesus...uhhhh," Donna screamed.As her orgasm subsided she collapsed back on the bed, jolts of pleasure still lingering in her womb. The hand was removed and she felt breathing on her face. Then kissing, hard and rough. Her hand reached out and grasped his cock again. She started tugging and pulling at his length. Her hand moving hard and fast, up-and-down the entire length of the shaft. She knew he was enjoying. Even back to White Horse and Theresa, this land had been in his family. Maybe further back, though there was no evidence that in their before-time selves, Caitlin and Phile were ancestors. Still, this had been a sacred place for them as well.The family was tied to the land. The land was tied to the family.Ashley took her husband’s hand and led him to their wife, Mary Beth. The three held each other and sank to the ground. In an act that would have appalled their children—what child wants to. L'Academie des Femmes, a "school" for the feminization of unrulyteenage boys, was Mother's perfect solution for me. Just ship me tothat "boarding" school and, when they were through with me, I would beon my own.L'Academie des Femmes had a fancy French name, but it was located righthere in [City Name redacted] in the USA.It was run by a woman who went by the moniker of Aunt Julia. Not aparticularly cruel woman. But not a kind one either.Aunt Julia and her all-female staff had a mission -.