Damn! what a body, thick smooth skin, like freaking butter. I step back to take it all in as she stands there with her arms down. "Are you finished?... See what you wanted to see?" "Heeeeellllllllllll No!, I'm just getting started" I walk back up to her and spin her around. "Look at this fucking ass! What the fuck have you been eating?" "Fuck you!" she says. I take my hand backwards far and swoop in to slap that ass hard. She barely flinches. What the fuck? I slap her ass again, harder. She felt much more like herself for a moment.“Alright, get your top on and let’s get out there. Carter’s not the only one waiting.”It didn’t take long for the icy shower to fade from their collective memory. The day was still very hot and as Brie and Hazel exited the locker room into the open air of the pool, they groaned. Hazel shielded her eyes, looking around for her husband. After a moment, she spotted him laying on a long, wooden lounge chair, and they headed over to see him.“Hey honey,”. "One should consider one's self lucky that I accepted your claiming!" Typree laughed as he clapped Ambrose on the shoulder. "Ah cousin. Glad I am it's you and not I!" "Don't worry Typree Maxor; all three of the Queens have plans to have you married within three or four Malants." As Typree's face went from elation to one of horror, it was Ambrose's turn to laugh. "I don't have the time for such things, Queen Twitty I..." Typree started. Twitty stared at him with a serious look as she said, "it. “I’m horny, that s all. Why won’t you fuck me ... Robert?”“This is the middle of the day, you are acting so inappropriately. Put some clothes, please?”“NO! I plan to walk out of this room, completely naked, in front of our children if you don’t fuck me right this minute!”He undressed the rest of the way, practically forcing my hand. It was so rude to come home when he did, just as I was about to be fucked by my son’s super-dick.“I hope you ate at the club, the kitchen is closed until.