“I can see your bulge,” she said. “Mommy told me men have needs and a woman has to take care of their needs. She said when men have a bulge, it ...eeds to be drained for relief or it really hurts them. I’ve seen her doing it for her boyfriends and she explained it to me.” This must be some kind of mom, I thought to myself. But my thoughts were hijacked to someplace else when Ronnie reached over and touched my cock through my shorts. “When was the last time you had some relief?” she asked, opening. Glade survived, of course, as Ivory knew. And survived moreover in the Northern lands.It was through her conversations with her older lover that Ivory possessed in her mind a more complete map of the world than anyone else born in her tribe. Somewhere to the south of the mountains where she and her tribe now lived was a stretch of water of greater extent than any lake. Further south still this body of water encompassed a land that was as warm, even hot, as the North was cold. This was a land in. “I haven't talked to Ailbe in forever,” she says. “Is she alright?”“Cut the act. I know she sold me out to Bolvek.”“Marna...no.”She starts the water for me, runs her hand under it to check the temperature. I tuck this gesture away in my mind.“Is that good for you?”I run my fingers under the streams. “Yeah. That's fine.”After I step in, she gives me some privacy. I hear the door latch shut behind her. I begin to work my way through where exactly in the city I am, how I can get out, what Cynthia. He toyed with my ass a bit. He thrust his fingers into my pussy. He pulled them out and grunted in disgust. Some of his friends cum was in there. He slapped me hard on the ass with his hands and his wet fingers. "You little fucking whore. I am going to do what Dad should've done years ago." He started slapping me hard on the ass, alternating butt cheeks. My ass grew warm, then started to burn. Every so often he would stop and rub my clit. My pleasure grew with my discomfort. My ass burned so.