He is stretching her as a kindness really, a small preparation before fucking her hard as he did with me the first time. I revel for just a moment a... the memory of our first time together and the burning inside reaches new heights. Throwing my head back and closing my eyes I listen to her grunting and moaning at his touch. I hear the wetness between her legs as he pushes his fingers inside and then pulls them out. He takes this as a sign that she is ready for him. Hearing the bed creak as. To say he was shocked was an understatement. When he finally returned to Meg, she sat bolt upright.“He says you’re right on each count.”“I get different accounts from the other species. The dragons report that they have an aggressive culture of intimidation, with power going to whoever intimidates the others. If they can’t cower someone, a fight ensues, where the winner takes all. As a result, there’s a focus on ‘go along to get along’ unless you want to end up bleeding in the street with. I look down at my one bag. ‘There’s nothing to unpack, Mimsy.’ She says everyone calls her Mimsy. ‘Then we still just gonna hafta do something.’ She walks over and huffs down to pick up the carpet bag at my feet. She sets it up on the bed, almost reverently, before she starts tossing my clothes around the room. ‘What are you doing?’ I ask with my hand in front of my mouth. My hands are so thin the fingers look like insect legs when I move them. ‘Well, since you don’t got a thing to unpack, I. I feel so open." My God Jo, that's four fingers in your ass. You've never taken that many before." Just fuck me honey, fuck my ass."Chris couldn't believe what he was hearing. He watched intently as he saw his father stand up higher and then lower himself so he seemed to be squatting."AAAuuuggghh," he heard his mother cry.Chris was frustrated he couldn't see what was going on. In the mirror he could see his father's bent back, and he must be hunched over his mother, but he couldn't see anything.