She wiped away the blood from her pussy and inner thighs. There was quite a bit on the bedsheets. We should have put a towel down but it was too late ...ow. The mattress would have to be turned so not to provoke suspicious questions if mom ever saw those blots of blood, but a story could always be cooked up if needed. It was not a terrible crisis. The three of us went into the bathroom and took a long shower to wash our gritty sweaty bodies. Amy and I knew that her pussy would be sore of a while. I don’t want the father of my child to die for some Baldian thinking” Baldia is a story not unlike Don Quixote, someone with an old-fashioned, antiquated idea of honour. I hugged her tightly and promised I would try not to be stupid again. But how would this end? I couldn’t stay on Endothium for ever, or could I?‘Seems unlikely. You would change the evolutionary line too much. Every intelligent life form would end up being related to you’‘Yes. But I confess, I have started to fall for Avril,. The kids were on the bed, while she sat in the overstuffed chair.The pay wasn't much, just few pennies a pair, but they could eat free because Matt had joined up, and both he and Bobby were getting paid too. There wasn't much to spend it on, but they could buy gum and candy if they wanted. Despite the recent meals they'd had, she'd learned that desserts usually weren't provided. Most of the camp wasn't eating as well as they were either, breakfast had been oatmeal, cornbread muffins, eggs and. I turned it on low and started to massage her pussy with it. I watched as the head of it spread her lips apart. I moved it up and down across her lips. I then pushed into her pussy. It was tight at first but then as it got wet it slid in easy. I then turned on the vibrating tip. As it touched her clit she moaned. Her hand now guiding mine as we both used it to fuck her. She would hold it all the way in as the tip vibrated against her clit. The rest of it inside her. She then opened her eyes and.