"Husband, I think we have a problem," she nudged the old man sipping coffee at their breakfast table."I agree. I too, feel the unsettling worry. I sup...ose it is time for another visit. Could we please finish our breakfast?"Viktor was not at all uncomfortable to find himself called into the circle with the elders. As before, he sat on a rough mat facing a small stone bowl and its rising tendrils of fragrant smoke. This time, the old people were smiling."Welcome, Mr. Lucenkovich. We are pleased. But he wouldn't move. He started to lift my dress and he pulled my thong down. It was soaked from me getting so wet. He licked off my wetness and started to kiss my pussy and I was already dripping wet. He kept going and going and it was driving me crazy. After who knows how long he was licking and sucking me, he finally got up and took off his pants and he was huge and thick. I was shocked he was prob. 9inches and it was thick. I got down on my knees and started to suck him. Only the head and. I had just pushed it around while I kept staring at my sister and Cindi’s tits across the table and thinking about how they bounced and swayed this afternoon.“I guess I’m just not hungry,” I said quietly. “I don’t feel too good. I think I’ll go lie down.”“Okay, but put your plate in the fridge in case you are hungry later.” Mom instructed. I got up and immediately held my plate in front of me to hide the throbbing lump in my cargo pants.“He probably spent the afternoon eating cookies,” I heard. I mean, the way you said it the question contains its answer." Is there a question that may be asked about this that does not contain its answer? And please enlighten me. Initially I had thought your discussion of the matter was a moot one, simply to amuse and inform me on a subject on which we would naturally agree. But am I wrong, is that not in fact so?" Oh, I suppose it is," she said. "That we agree, I mean. It's just that Cory kind of got me going, he was so damn complacent about 'of.