She knew her family was a little more liberal than most, but until now, not realizing how liberal some of her ancestors were.“We should hurry on,”...Nanny said, pulling Shelly back to the present.She nodded and took off in a sprint. The mermaid claimed she wouldn’t grow tired here, and she intended to test that theory out.She didn’t know for how long they ran, and the light never changed to show any passage of time. Nanny led the way. Occasionally, Shelly thought she saw places she recognized,. Then she came at me and wrapped her arms around my neck and held me tight. She held me tighter than I thought she was capable of, and cried on my shoulder. ‘I love you… I love you… I love you,’ she cried against my neck. I was too over joyed to hear her say she loved me, to realize that I too was also crying. That was the first time since the death of my family that I felt truly loved. It wasn’t the same kind of love I’d known from my mum and dad, or even my sister. But it was stronger, deeper. Since then she has lost count of the many times she has been facing and or throat fucked.It was so fucking hot, and I was wishing I had a camera to film it or at least take pictures. The sad thing is I had my phone and totally forgot I could have taken pics with it. I guess the whole thing took place in a cloud of alcohol and passion and I just spaced it out.The guy didn't take long before he was ready to get off though. As much as I remember it taking forever for her to get him off, the whole. ‘I own this place as I own most of the village,’ McGregor began, taking a seat at one of the tables. The place was not large but ample enough with a bar, a half a dozen tables and stairs on the back wall that obviously led up to rooms above. ‘The manager left my employ some months back and none have come looking to replace him. How about I let you have the place as your own?’ The husband was dumbstruck. Why would the landowner give away such a property? He figured he had heard wrong and lifted.