”“Won’t the villagers kill me?”“We have a tradition called Sanctuary,” I explained. “An outsider in need of help can stay in the village...under the rules of Sanctuary if they have a sponsor who is prepared to guarantee their good behaviour. You’d get food and protection and a place to sleep while you work out what you want to do next. I’d be your sponsor.”Since I wasn’t married, I wasn’t sure I could swing that last part, but if I explained Lizbet’s circumstances to Matra Glandira, I’m pretty. Taking the sausage out of the hot water, she stretched a condom over one end. Then stretched a second condom over the other end so it lapped the first, then put on a third condom over the first and stretched it down it full length and headed for the bedroom. I stood in the doorway and watched as she lay on the bed and started to insert this new big toy. This make believe cock was a monster at well over 2” thick and almost a foot long. I watched in amazement as inch after inch slipped inside. Go ahead, daddy. Touch my pussy."Albert slid a trembling hand up his daughter's slender shapely thigh. Both of them shuddered as he caressed her pussy with his fingers. He seemed amazed at how gooey, swollen and obviously aroused his daughter's cunt was. Jessica grimaced with intense pleasure as he straightened his forefinger, pressing it into the clasping interior of her over-heated cunt."Ohhhh, dad, that feels sooooo good!" she groaned, wiggling her ass excitedly. "Why don't you move it in. She was young — nineteen — he knew this because he’d inquired, yet she acted like a woman in charge of her own fate. She didn’t bat her eyelashes at him or take offense at his blunt conversation. Nor did he intimidate her. Instead, she met his comments with a challenge of her own, answering him with a candor that surprised even his jaded age of five and thirty. Emma felt him lean in and she stealthily stepped aside, avoiding his kiss. If he thought she was that easy to get, he had another thing.