Oh, why would any man ever want to be anywhere other than deep inside Natsuko’s enchanting arsehole, gripped by her firm young anal muscles? At las... I came, and my shrinking erection slipped out of her sheath. When I was able to move again, I went round to her head and unbuckled the straps of her gag. Her first words were, “Oh, do that to me again! Please!” “Darling, I want to,” I said, “you know how I want to. But I can’t, not just yet.” But there was something else I could do for her. Hunting. It advised us not to pee for half an hour, and the Institute would call in a week to ten days to ask a few questions and discuss any issues. The business card had a small green and red emblem with an 800-number printed on cheap white index paper. The entire evolution was like the business card: quick, efficient, and simple. We'd soon find out if my suspicions were justified. “Was it good for you,” I asked as Vivian pulled her legs down into a more feminine pose and adjusted her. I was doomed to be The Reinhardt.Father blinked his expressionless eyes once, the only movement in his carved – stone face. “Fine. She’ll do.”That was as close to emotion as I’d ever seen from Father. Practically an outburst of rage and fury for him.And that was what was expected of me.I’d been raised the scion of the greatest financial merger ever conducted. The Reinhardt had married the Shining Daughter of New York.The Reinhardt. It sounded positively medieval. And it was. The head of the. It's one thing to talk about wandering the countryside, spreading my seed. It's quite another to be confronted with someone I'd never even seen a couple of hours ago who's making it pretty obvious that she wants to bear my child. Considering that I was a virgin six months ago, at least by my subjective time line, and that I had never been with anyone but Bev, this was kind of a shock.Let's face it. This was the high point any adolescent male's dreams. A woman, enthusiastically ready and willing.