I remembered after the first two years, but she still likes to rub it in.“I’ve learned my lesson, Mom,” I retorted as I kissed her cheek. “I k...ow how grumpy you get when you don’t have your coffee.”“It’s a good thing it’s Christmas,” she laughed as she swatted my arm.“Yeah,” I deadpanned, “it means you get pancakes.”Mom grabbed two mugs and filled them up with hot coffee. As she headed out of the room, she asked how long I’d be.“I’m about halfway through,” I told her. “Probably another ten or. We're attracted to each other, call it cheater's revenge if you want,” I replied.He definitely had a thing for me, he had seen me in my bra and panties 'accidentally' enough times for me to know it for sure.“Can you make sure my dad never finds out about this?” Tim asked.“I'll do my best, it's just revenge sex,” I replied.“Good enough for me,” Tim said.Then I got up and put my hand out.“Well, take me to my room now,” I said.So he got up, actually picked me up and carried me to my bedroom. I. "Perhaps my princess would enjoy a salad instead of roasted meat." "Cute, but no," she said, a mischievous smile on her lips. "I'm craving meat this evening." She left. I continued my struggle to make fire until I heard a noise in the forest. "Lycena," I called. No answer. The noise had sounded like footsteps made by heavy boots. I could only imagine a rapist from town following Lycena to the stream. I grabbed my sword and went in that direction. I met no one on the way to the stream. The sight. Christina smiled and ran her tongue down Britney’s neck, to her tight white cotton shirt, circling her nipples through the shirt, down to her cock. Christina circled Britney’s cock with her tongue, gently kissing her female balls and looked up into Britney’s eyes. Britney was sweating lightly and had an expression of lust and frustration on her face.“Please…”Christina ran her tongue along the shaft of Britney’s dick until finally arriving at the drop of precum on its head. Once again she looked.