We beat them off so now they leave us alone. We trade with them on the other side of the river, but now you put a stop to that so we trade with you." ...f your magic is so powerful why don't your people come out of the valley?" Wilhan asked him."Black magic caused us to fight amongst ourselves down here. It nearly destroyed us. The Upper Valley is our ancestral homeland. It is where we are strong. It is said that we are cursed below the rapids."Juxan stories and songs told that evil spirits had. I looked in the mirror to see a topless beauty wearing VERY baggy shorts! The next problem I had to tackle was my breasts. The Aztec magician who had created these earrings must have had a thing for amply endowed women, because my breasts were quite large for the rest of my petite body. I knew that if I put just a T-shirt over them, I would have a gaggle of enamored men following my every bounce and jiggle! I decided on the one button-down shirt I had brought with me. Even with the extra flesh. The resulting pressure against her clit caused her to lose all control and she started to fuck my hand, harder and harder until within a minute she started to vibrate and pant into my neck, “oh god, Daddy, don’t stop, please don’t stop, oooooooooohhhhh GOD” and she shuddered her way through the second only orgasm I’ve ever given her. The pressure of her young cunt muscles squeezing on my finger was incredible, and I could only guess what my cock would feel like inside her at that moment.Olga’s. .. saw ... all of me, yesterday. I guess there is nothing for me to cover up as long as you won’t be grossed out thinking about how awful I looked...” Her voice drifted away.“Will it upset you for me use the hot tub with you?” I had to ask.“Oh, Mark ... No ... absolutely not. If you won’t be disgusted seeing me that way, I promise that I won’t mind at all.“You saved me, Mark. I was dying. I know I was, and you took me in like I was family. How many people take in a homeless freak who smells.