?Now, hands behind your head again and spread your legs. Wider. Wider still. Good.? She knew better than to look anywhere than straight ahead. He...examined her panties. They smelled of her sex and were almost sopping with her juices. He stood and walked to her. Her humiliations had barely begun.?Well. It looks like you enjoy being told what to do, don’t you? Well???I—I don’t know,? she whispered.?You don’t know? Well, can you feel this? Smell this?? he asked as he wiped the wettest. ”“Take care of them, clear everyone else,” Phil ordered, still surveying the situation, not yet taking everything in.Tracy and Meg rushed inside to help.“Desttr!” Tristan urged by Phil’s head.“He wasn’t involved. I knew where he was when the shots fired. What’s more, if my dragons had recognized him, he’d be ripped to shreds.”“No, he didn’t attack. He was injured!”Phil spun again, searching out the now scattered and no-longer visible berserkers. “He’s impervious to human bullets. Was he. With pemmican, jerky, water, and chamber pots at the ready, all we could do was wait it out. John took the storm somewhat better than Elizabeth did, she spent every moment she could in my lap. OK, I admit it. Elizabeth was becoming a "Daddy's Girl." She even held my hand while she used the chamber pot.It was a relief when the storm was finally over, and it was a bigger relief when Joe and Running Fox showed up that afternoon. There was a lot of hugging and back slapping when they were greeted,. As hard as we tried we could not get our schedules together to meet outside of work. other commitments, family, work etc got in the way.finally after 5 months of torture it happened. our schedules allowed us to make it happen. I told my girl I was working late. she told her husband she was going to the gym. we met at a parking lot nearby and she drove. I was so horny I pulled my dick out of pants as she drove. luckily we were in the inside lane. she looked and simply said "I want to.