You know what I mean.’ ‘So if you are going to continue to follow me-‘ ‘I am.’ ‘And I plan to continue to travel…’ ‘Yes?’ ‘Could...’t we just travel together? I mean, perhaps I am presuming, my Lord, but it seems to make sense.’ ‘Would you like to have me along, Alania? I don’t wish to intrude.’ ‘Oh, but you wouldn’t be! I would have liked you to, anyway, but…’ He answered gently for her. ‘You didn’t want to make any more demands.’ She nodded. ‘You’d already done so much for me, Julian. I. The ordeal was weakening her. Her eyes watered as sweat rolled from her forehead making it hard to see. The pains were robbing her of strength and courage. Her mind, still cloudy, could comprehend only the pain and the immediate need to deliver. Through the cramping she pushed again and saw yet more emerge. Exhausted, bewildered, pain racked, she kept bearing down as her ordeal continued.To add to her bewildered state, her bowels voided themselves, but the matter expelled was almost white.. But I was gagged and bound, unable to use my new abilities. It was part of my punishment for wrecking Dad’s car today when I “borrowed” it.If Georgia was my sister, did this mean that Dad fucked Aunt Louisa, my mom’s sister. Was she the one they called whore?My parents secretly practiced BDSM I had no idea until I started dominating them into punishing me. Mom was his submissive slut. He even called her slut like it was her name. But there was also whore. Another woman. Was that ... Aunt. She leaned back into the couch as J.T. saw his opportunity. He pulled my wife against him and started to rub her shoulders and back. My wife was somewhat startled but the massage felt good and although they were alone, people were sleeping in adjoining rooms. As my wife leaned her head back, she took a deep breath.J.T.'s eyes locked onto her precious breasts, which filled out the sun dress nicely. As he rubbed her shoulders he could feel how warm and soft her pearly white skin was. He also.