.But Darius resisted his urges. By the end of the day she would be wetter than ever, and then the real fun would begin. Besides, this wasn’t just ab...ut him. This was about power. He could fuck her later, but for the time being he was more than happy to relish in her degradation and lustful submission. He could deflower her later. Still though, Darius admitted to himself, it would be fun. His fun little cum-slave was lying back on the table in a puddle of her own juices, her breasts pointing. " Nonsense, mom. Tradition is tradition. I'll text Sarah to expect me."When you arrive at your old house, you half-expect for your sister to not be home. Even though you had texted her that you would be pulling up to the house in under twenty minutes, it was well-known that Sarah was an irresponsible little fuck.However, she opens the door almost immediately after you ring the doorbell.The woman standing at the threshold is as hot as the one you had left to go to college. Blonde hair and green. His father will notbe returning for some time and it will be better if he has a new lifeaway from him," the elder of the village stated."What of his Mother?" I asked."She died giving birth to him. He's been raised by the village mostly.Except for the times his father comes looking for him," he paused justlong enough. "I have heard many great things about Wyoming. I know thatCaribou and her two sisters are leaving in the morning and hope thatyou will take TooSmall with you. He needs your. ” Her eyes wandered to the fine piece of flesh keeping her hand occupied and she threw me a sly smile. “Any way, what’s the problem Jules, you’ve seen me do this before so why the fuss now?” I could hardly say “Because I want to be the one doing that,” but that was exactly what I was thinking. While we bickered, Danny sat with a frozen expression on his face, not daring to say anything, but his manhood showed no signs of subsiding and again my eyes were drawn to it. My resistance crumbled . .