" Help me?" I asked skeptically."To get what you need," Mathias told me. "I am required to help you andothers like you in order to help myself." Okay,... I said slowly, getting more and more curious in spite of myself. Idon't know why but I couldn't help but feeling a stirring of hope. "Howexactly can you help me?"Mathias smiled at that. "The being who marked me gave me a magic spell...a powerful ritual. I gather twelve people such as yourself, people whofeel there is something missing from their. You better hurry and get your come too, because I’m not wearing a condom and I’m not pulling my cock out of your pussy. Unless you want me to fill your womb with cum, you’ll have to pull yourself up by your arms and let my cock slip out.”“Please don’t stop now. I’m getting the first come of my life and I swear, my pussy feels so good, I could get a hundred more if you’ll keep fucking me.”“You keep fucking me, and I won’t stop until you tell me you’ve had enough.”I could tell each time she got. At about nine thirty that night, she came in carrying her clothes. She had been serving my mother for the past hour, until she was deeply asleep. She brought the nanny cam tape and we watched some of ittogether as she began to stroke my breasts through my nightie. I was getting very wet seeing her lick and lap my mother and hear her cries of joy. She took off my nighty very slowly and began to kiss my nipples…. They responded very strangely by getting hard and my breathing began to change. I. ”Three days later Martin along with four Gurkhas, N’debi and six warriors set out with the wagon. They were gone for over ten days, before the weary mules pulled the heavy wagon back up the trail to the house. Martin explained that they had to make a raft to get the ivory over the other side of the river, and then carry it down from the hills to the wagon.“Well I won’t unload it,” David replied. “We’ll wait a couple of days for the mules to recover, and then take it in to Nairobi.”The teller.