With a shudder, Thori began." My Lord, I am the fourth of my line to bear the name Thori and the third to be born in this land. I am Thori Thorisson a...d live, as all now know, in the Burgh of Grantanbrycg. At this New Year I was betrothed to Siggerith the daughter of Aske, an old friend of my father's and a distant kinsman. Alas, Aske died soon afterwards and as Siggerith was alone in the world, my father welcomed her to our hearth. We were to wed this harvest, when I shall be sixteen.. . can I rely on that? Do they actually love me, or is it something that I did to them?The very idea that I had forced my girls to love me, tore me up inside. For my part, I can say that I loved each of them. I didn't want slaves to my biology. The worst part was that if they weren't forced to love me because of some manipulation to their brains, how would I ever know? Would this be in the back of my mind every time they said it? Could I trust myself to believe them? I could feel this worm of. The two girls kissed passionately, tongues lashing at one another as Carla took Amanda's face into her hands. "That's it Amanda, good girl, come on his face for me," I told her. I watched her eyes tighten but her cry of pleasure was muted by Carla as they kissed. As she came, I could tell she was pressing herself harder onto Sam's face. Carla too, pressed her lips harder onto Amanda's, the kiss now slightly less passionate and more, it seemed, an effort to silence her."Ggghhh.... aahhhh!" The. “I mean they’re all richer than us, and don’t have to save water like we do.”Megan sat further back on the bed and folded her legs up Indian style. The lips of her pussy were clearly visible through her thin white panties. Mark’s cock grew harder and started to poke his boxers out.“I guess I just can’t help but think about it when I see a girl as pretty as you are.” he said.Megan looked at the lump growing in his shorts. “Your thing’s gettin’ hard again, isn’t it? Is that cause of me?”“Yeah, I.