This year he is only going to stay in astudy," I announced."I need exercise. I am getting fat sitting at home," Rahul complained."Let me think of some...hing," I said dismissively.I enrolled him in an Indian classical dance class. He was to go fourtimes a week for two hours a day. He refused, saying he would not letpeople see him with this hairdo. I agreed that it would be too much forhim so I went shopping. Bought him a few skirts, tops, dresses, salwarkameez. He was to wear the salwar kameez. The new design had two tubes that fired Bridget’s rockets. She had been irritated he would let her convert all the scouts. Jake kept four of the scouts in their original configuration. She used what was left to make another six scouts she called hornets. She and Paul had personally trained each of the scout crews. She promised anyone who messed with the Karenna would feel her hornets sting. Paul had just grinned when she said it.The two scouts that had raced ahead reported back that they had. Yeah, sure, Linda IS right here, but she has a mouthful right now. Just a second." Linda smiled and pulled her mouth of his cock. She held his prick and slid all the way down on it until it was embedded deep in her cunt."Hey, Hi Maureen! Thank you so so much for giving up your weekend time with Gary. He has filled a deep need I had for time with my big brother. We have been talking about old times, remembering when we were k**s and all that happened back then." She listened for a while. Until I started reading about fisting in those stories. It was described at a very realistic and extreme level, and the accompanying pics to the stories of tied up slaves receiving fists stuffed wrist deep into their cunts with the looks of pain on the receivers faces really got it going for me. Ever since I'd been wishing and dreaming, in secret, to have a brute manhandle my cunt with their huge dicks, bigger dongs, and fisting me. Over the years this fantasy became an obsession to think.