There is nothing gentle about his thrusts. He knows she doesn't want gentle she needs that pounding sensation harder and harder. She needs to orgasm, ...ut it is not coming. She rides him into oblivion, feeling his release as a gush of cum fills her. But she needs more. Now their bed is surrounded by men. They, like any predator, sense her need. Next man takes his turn. She moans, she screams, she begs for that pounding for release that is beyond her grasp at the moment. She turns her head to. Suddenly the doorbell chimed. I went to the door. A young woman stood there. I thought for a minute it was Becky, because she certainly had a lot of the same features as my niece. She had the same burnished blonde hair, and the figures were almost identical "May I come in? You must be the man I have heard Becky calls her Uncle Kenny. I'm Becky's half sister, Pattie Peabody. She and I share the same father." Here was the surprise Betty warned me was coming."I guess you had better come in. Becky. It was the sound of Ayeka's Guardian which had reminded her of course. The 'other' Azaka that had refocused her mind upon the present and brought her fury to bear once more.The Old knights remonstrations however had served some purpose. Blunting enough of her anger so that she could at least converse with the two women suddenly before her.Enough for her to demand they answer in some fashion before she would let fall their punishment.She was the goddess! And these two had presumed much upon. The one thing I will say was he was known to be a man of the people. He’d built himself into the power broker he was by knowing how to broker fair deals. If I ever went into politics, I wanted to be like him. My fear was I didn’t have the temperament for it. If they started to tell lies about me, I’d just track them down and kick their asses. I had a feeling that would be a bad idea.When we got in the car to go home, it was awful quiet. I finally had had enough. It was unnatural for Brook not.