But best of all was Ann's son, David. As soon as Karen had seen him, she thought he would be some sort of good young stud, and it was all she could do...to hide her surprise when she learned that he was only fourteen. 'Jesus, ' she thought, 'most of the guys she had been fucked by didn't look like half the man he did. Living in the same house with him was going to be a real trip. It was too bad he seemed a little shy. She could still see his mouth fall open when he looked at her. She may only be. Because of the poverty of some refugees from other states in worse shape than Nevada, many men and women had started attaching themselves informally to residents of the Republic, now known as "citizens". Since the outsiders lacked citizenship and there was the possibility of abuse, the state had enacted some rules and stipulations, designed to ensure the safety and well-being of the immigrants.Ads had begun to show at bars and in magazines, offering to "match" Nevadans with concubines of their. She kneaded the firm round globes, working inward and probing her clenched anus with one long white fingernail. This is heaven, she thought; two beautiful women presenting their most pussies to be used and abused by me, inviting me to explore my dark desires. Carla sank her tongue into the Maid’s sex and wiggled it back and forth in the tightness. She rocked her head up and down until her lips and chin were covered in the Maid’s pussy juice and she thrilled when the Maid tensed into climax.. She whisked away a Reserved sign and Chip and I had a window-side two-top looking south across 63rd Street.“Chip, this is my wife, Vanessa Henderson.”Quick recovery, credit due. I closed my eyes as Vanessa’s tongue explored my mouth, but I imagine Chip stayed alert.We had just gotten settled when Vanessa brought over a tray of Mezcal Sun-Risa drinks. She smiled, “Amelia is pushing these tonight.”I sipped, bright floral flavor. “Nice, what’s in it?”“Tequila, bitter orange, hibiscus.”Chip was,.