. ROTTEN FUCKING SLUT!!! How the FUCK could you do that to Dad? It took me forever to get him to talk but he told me that he found the same thing that...I did and knew that his life was over. He told me that he’d juggled things so he could make it home a day early to the woman he’s loved forever. He said he’d missed you and planned to take you out to dinner. He said he walked into the house and found the whole upstairs smelling like a fucking whorehouse and then saw his bedroom all torn up, just. . Not a sexual thing, or not just a sexual thing ... It’s just that they’re so wonderful and natural, and so powerful. I just love them. I walk around the zoo every day on my break, and I look at them all, and yeah, I admit, I try to imagine having sex with every one of them ... I’ve had fantasies of finding one of the animal keepers who’s ‘sympathetic’ to my fantasies and helps me do it, but if I talked to the wrong one I’d almost certainly lose my job. I’d never risk that...”“You don’t fink. She put her free hand between her own legs and fingered herself, feeling the wetness of her heated hole.Cautiously, she climbed into his bed and put her leg over his hips. As she hovered above him, she took his penis in her hand and stood it straight up. She lowered herself onto the hard shaft, letting it slip into her wet pussy. Slowly she moved down, feeling him fill her. She stopped when her pubic bone touched his and held still.Sally fought the urge to move up and down on him, and. "No! Really?" Curiousity was always my greatest weakness, so I dug a spoon out of my pack and stirred the murky contents of the pot. "What is in this? I think I see beans... cabbage?" Both of those and some dried fish," she admitted, shrugging, "Along with a spice packet I bought from a merchant some years ago, and some vegetables perhaps a bit past their prime. Why? Do you think you could have done better, Caravan Guard?"I closed the lid and shook my head sadly. With a sigh, I picked up the.