Look like I was a mistress in control of herself, not a sister terrified for her brother’s safety.We were led upstairs that opened onto the viewing ...tands. Seats lined the oval-shaped arena separated into groups, each of the rakshasa princesses or other royalty sitting in their own sections. They were attended by slaves, mostly brawny men, but a few scantily clad women holding ostrich feather fans or flagons of chilled wine. The rakshasas lounged in their gold-trimmed robes. Many had brought. " she whispered, feeling the orgasm overtake her body.The muscles in her genitals contracting harder and harder, instinctively trying to squeeze every last drop of sperm from the males penis, to be drawn deep within her own uterus. The same pleasures and desires that had been experienced and lived through so many times before and yet were only a dream moments ago. This was finally her life now and she would do anything to keep it.As her orgasm began to subside she knew that her real journey. My parents both came home from work and told me that they were going to go away for the weekend and they were leaving right away, I was a little pissed off cause they were leaving me behind but what could I do, I had the house to myself for the whole weekend.. Maybe I should throw a party? Or invite Jacob over or whatever.After they left I rang Jacob up and told him about my parents, he seemed a it weird on the phone and he said he was busy and he hung up, I was really confused.So tonight Jacob. " Yes, sir," I said as I ran onto the field.Ted's eyes lit up when he saw me defending him. I was a linebacker, for all they knew. I figured no time like the present to start jawing with him."Ted, go easy on me. I don't want to get embarrassed, out here." Dawson, I hate to say it, but that is exactly what I plan on doing," he said as he raised his arm to let the quarterback know that he thought he could beat me.On the snap, I gave Ted a two hand shiver to the shoulder pads that stood him up. He.