He wants to be cock deep in Apollo’s ass. He picks up the lube and repeats what he saw Apollo do. First one finger, then two and works on finger fuc...ing his ass. Apollo looks back and says, “You want to do it. Fuck my ass.” He doesn’t need any more encouragement and quickly lubes his own cock and slides it into Apollo’s ass. It feels so damn good. Why didn’t anyone ever tell him about this? Ass is tight and it grips his cock like a glove. He wants to go slow to enjoy every sensation, but he. “I’ll be waiting in the living room.” He emphasized. “For what your mother owes me.”Hunger lured Stacy out of her room. She hadn’t eaten after asking a teacher for lunch money. Her belly grumbled after waiting until I was suppose to return. She gambled on a quick dash to the fridge. Then eat whatever she found, in her room. She slipped out quietly.Terry sneered masterfully when the refrigerator door opened. “Women always turn to food to feel secure.”Stace wisely ignored him. There wasn’t much. Not unlike another redhead I know,” Mac said, grinning. “Mary was much taller and had brown eyes, of course, but otherwise, I suspect you two would have much in common.”“Like the fact that her mother-in-law did not feel her personal magnetism?” Grace smirked.“You’ve read up on her as well, I see. And here I thought I could impress you with some facts that you might not know. I should know better,” Mac laughed.The rest of the day felt magical as they toured both the castle and the palace. They. On our own, we did some home schooling on current (and not-so-current) events in the world since the time of her family's self-imposed exile.We also got Sally a medical examination, and although she was found to be in perfect health, the doctor nevertheless wrote her a prescription — for birth control.It was an exciting time. By now, Sally's fears had subsided and she seemed to be enjoying almost every aspect of civilization. I had feared that the crowded streets and the noisy, insistent buzz.