Oh yeah... punish... my... naughty... pussy!” I cried as he was fucking me ferociously.He suddenly pulled out and smacked my ass again before litera...ly dragging me by my hair to the middle of the room. Reflex made me grab with both my hands at his wrists as he pulled me along. Again he was not hurting me, but my Father had clearly lost it. He used a drag spin movement to cause me legs to spread open and bent over me. He began slapping my pussy hard with his hand. “Evil... you're a bad girl!” he. Isn't that the most beautiful girl you've ever seen? You've got nothing to be ashamed of, Jenny, honest. If you weren't my sister I sure would have the hots for you!"I didn't know what to think. I didn't know what to do. He was right, I did look really good. But I was supposed to be a boy. I wasn't supposed to look like this. Boys would never dress like this. And I was used to being the pursuer, not the pursued. It made me sick to think of boys looking at me "licking their lips", the way I had. I could identify the smell easily as that of dried perspiration on the groin of the man who had fucked me front and back sometime during the night. My eyes recognized the source of the rubbing sensation as his cock, waking me in order to be sucked. Again! The pressure on my chest had to be from his ass cheeks, which always followed his cock closely.What I couldn't figure out was 'Why'. I mean, I knew why he had fucked me and why he wanted me to suck his cock. It was just something guys always. . Nothing happened, so I guess this was not theJackpot after all. "Well, this should be the place and if this cup isn't doing the trick, weshould search further," I said.And so we searched the other halls of this giant temple. In one hall wefound a dead man with the cup he drank from still in his hands, so thatobviously was a very treacherous cup. In another hall we find a the bodyof a woman whose legs had become a fishtail, She had died too, probablybecause a lack of water. She couldn't get.