Iasked her if she can cut my nails because I was experiencing problemswith my typing. He grinned and tell me that she was going to dosomething better,...a French manicure. She prepared her kit withoutconsulting me and began to cut my nails. I was really happy until shebegan to apply some polish. She explained me it was not polish but anail hardener and I calmed down. When she finished my nails were reallybright with a subtle white line in the top of the nail, I thought aboutcomplaining but the. With that, she got up and made her way cautiously out into the clearing.Lunch proved to be both pleasant and informative for Miri. Her host introduced himself as Pavel the Collier. She, of course, had no idea what a collier was. So, over their meal of bread, sausages, cheese and water, he proceeded to extol the wonders of making charcoal and birch bark tar. She let him talk while she ate. It was pretty obvious to her that he was lonely and wanted someone to talk to—so she listened.He kept. Rylan walked in and before I could move said, “Mom went out to turn a trick, huh?”I sat there in the middle of the bed, my legs spread wide and my hard cock in my fist.I could only say, “Yeah, I guess.”He laughed, “And left you like that. That’s shitty. Can I help?”I looked at him blankly. “What?”“Can I help you with that?”He was looking directly at my cock. I got the message.“Rylan, I’m twenty-one years older than you, and you’re my step-son.”He sat down on the bed, just a couple feet from my. I NEED to be fucked by your big blackcock.”He pressed forward and I felt the head of his cockenter my ass. It was a bit painful but nothing Icouldn’t handle. He continued to introduce more andmore of his cock into me. I was gasping at the feelingof his tool sliding inside me. “Do you like this, does my cock feel good in yourass.”“YES, YES, it feels wonderful inside me, I want you, Ineed you to fuck me, PLEASE! PLEASE don’t stop! FUCKYOUR SLUT!”He.