"Do you have a condom?" I asked out of curiosity."No" He said with a nervous expression.I said okay hoping that he "withdrew" before he came. Then he ...topped for a moment and looked up at me."Are you on your period?" He said with an emotionless face."No." I said with confusion."Why would he ask that?" I thought.The thought left my mind when he slammed his dick into my pussy. He was much more rough then Brandon and I had to find pleasure in this what seemed to be everlasting pain."OH SHIT!!" He. I slide forward slightly to get her to take me deeper with each fuck.”stop” and she stopped.instood and was taking my dish to the kitchen, “follow me” I said and Tess emerged from under the table some drool still dangling from her mouth fucking my cock. “No” I said this weekend you are my bitch you follow me like the bitch in your hands and knees.she went back down in the floor and padded after me like the fuckmeat she was.we went from there to the lounge and I sat her obediently at my feet. The icebox gave her bacon, which she was frying with potatoes from the pantry. There was even honey to sweeten the porridge.She glared at the kitchen. It hadn't given her honey for nearly thirty years, and it had been at least ten since she had tasted bacon.You know the rules. You are given food and clothing and resources that match the world's faith in you.She decided to forgive the house, knowing it was bound to the same laws which governed her. She smiled slightly, running her tongue inside. Spy was doing back then. Chapter Two Another Day, Another Dollar, A Penny After Taxes Tyrone Bookbagger had never really been what you would call a good kid. Often in school he was expelled for getting into lots of fights. He never really started any of the fights, but he made sure he finished them, and won. His father often told him that he would never get into trouble for fighting, but if he lost then he would be in trouble. Being suspended half of the time, and ditching school the other.