.. I have these feelings, you know, inside, and I don't know what to do about them. My body has changed and I have grown up physically but mentally I ..... I think I am falling behind. I try to think about other things but most of the time it doesn't work. I sometimes think I am going mad. And then I saw and heard you and Dad. I know you were having sex, but I don't even know the first thing about it. I tried to ask Dad, but he just yelled at me, saying that I should keep my mind on survival and. I take him out, covered in stringy, viscous saliva, stretching from my lips to his cock like threads of a wet cobweb.‘You can’t imagine what a beautiful sight it is,’ are his only words before I swallow him again and now move my head back and forth, gagging myself, pulling him out, sticking him back in, my eyes watering.I lick him passionately, his groans getting louder. I wrap my hands around his naked thighs and feel them trembling. He is close.I swallow him again and this time I keep moving. The western coast is rocky and barren. There are sheer cliffs that make it almost entirely unusable for cargo. The only area that is remotely practical is where the great river meets the sea. Those that conspired with Wilhelm were able to make a fortune from people shipping or receiving things we would never permit in Tyrell.”The confusion was evident on Elena’s face so Choran explained.“Slaves,” he told her. “The Blue Harbor port is where a large portion of the slaves taken to Creight and. The photo stopped at her navel, but it was evident that she wore nothing else. One of her hands was between her thighs watching the ocean before her.It was done in such detail that I could see the moisture upon the flowered open ready-to-be-invaded vagina of Liz, my daughter. I could also see a ring of moisture about my daughters lips and chin, the substance unknown. Yet I thought of some very graphic conclusions.I must have stared at that picture for twenty minutes. It was graphic, kinky and.