Its kinda cute. _The only problem is she is a bit extreme with her bullying. _Another problem is i used to hate it, but now that it's normalized, it i... kind of erotic. It doesn't mean I'm not embarrassed. It also doesn't mean that I do it willingly. Its when it's pushed onto me that it truly makes me feel alive. She doesn't do anything that would take my purity. She wholly feels deep inside that it belongs to her. What makes her cute is that she is the first to stand up to protect me when her. ”“Yes Lord. What would you like, Dylan?”“Uh…just a bowl of Coco Pops,” Dyan replied.“As you command, Dylan.” Caroline bowed, and walked off to the kitchen, leaving Dylan stood awkwardly watching his father fuck a girl on a screen.“Oh shit…here I go!” Gareth moaned, and he released his cum all over the sofa. Great, Dylan thought. Better remember not to sit in that spot ever again. When it was over, the UI on the screen moved, and turned back around to face her owner.“Will you be requiring. I kept my hands holding on to his body like my life depended on it. He sat me down in the captains chair and began to unzip his pants. "Let me do that for you." I undressed him slowly and watch as his dick sprung to life. He grabbed a condom and I helped him roll it unto his shaft. It was thick with just enough length. As he eased his way inside of me, my pussy welcomed his dick with delight. I wanted more. I wanted him to fuck me, hard and deep. "Deeper." I whispered in his ear. Softly sucked. That was the safer order of battle, and it would give Sam a chance to run down pigs and piglets. Yep, it was only about 10 minutes after Sam jumped from the buckboard that I heard his bark of being chased. Based on the close shave from last time with the sow, I swapped out the buckshot in the left barrel for another modified shell. I didn't want to take a chance on Sam being hurt. He was too important to my hunting to let that happen. I had rather miss a shot than let Sam get hurt.I had moved.