"Outhouse around the corner there and uh, there's water too for washin' yourself up. Drinking water's inside and I got some stew on." Thanks." I stood...up and he looked at me uncertainly."Okay." He seemed to think better of saying anything more and he turned around, walking through the back door of the armory.I fed and watered Hub, then took care of myself. Hanging my rifle on a handy nail and stripping out of the clothes I'd been wearing for the better part of a week. I washed them first, my. I then slide up and kiss daddy as i straddle and rub my pussy up n down on his cock. As we kiss we both are like hungry a****ls that haven't eatin in weeks. Lifting my ass up some I feel daddy reach down and lift his cock to the entrance of my young hot wet sweet tight love hole. My body begins to slowly slide down on ti as daddy begins to rub and squeeze my huge tits. My nipples are so hard. he begins to roll and pinch my nipples between his thumb and fore finger sending me rocking back hard. The silky kimono like dress made sure that was apparent. “Very glad to meet you.”“But...”“I’m Kent’s sister.”“Oh. Okay.”“Enjoy your meal. Janet is an excellent cook.”“Yes she is,” Marcia smiled.After the meal, her suspicions soon became proved. Simon and Karissa led Marcia to the basement, like the one in the Appalachians, his lab, and the larger bed replacing the cot.“Relax,” said Karissa. “I know you miss Simon. Don’t mind me.”Simon pulled Marcia into a kiss, which eventually relaxed her and. Of course a boy would feel the civilizing process - for to Paula male submission was no more than that - as a deepening intimacy with his teacher, at any rate if she were diligent. Humility, nakedness, service: what were these but extensions of common courtesy, more forthright, and ultimately more useful, realizations of those gestures expected of men in society and still sometimes called chivalry? Holding the door, relinquishing the seat, wielding the luggage.Paula loved Cal dearly. She made.