“Wait your turn!” a filthy old man spat, his teeth rotten.I punched him in the face. He went stumbling back, spitting out bloody teeth. Then I tur...ed and seized the youth pumping away at my sister trapped in the stocks. He gaped in astonishment as my fist crashed into his face.“What the fuck!” the man who had just finished yelled before taking a swing at me.“You are not fucking my sister!” I roared.On a sign above the stocks read, “I am one of Mark Glassner's demonic spawn. My filthy pussy. . . struggling not to look at her firm buttocks slowly rolling from side to side, I firmly fixed my eyes on her legs, below the knees to be safe . . .When did she put those soft black leather boots I wondered. I was sure I hadn't seen them before . . . her legs just looked so perfect in them her silky skin gently pouring out of the tops . . . I shook my head before I was lost . . . Fortunately I just managed to stop before I crashed into the back of her."Wait here, I'll just open the door so. .. I know that isn't true. Jake and the Forest service don't get along real well. Besides, this land has an ironclad title with no surprises. The title agent even mentioned that he hadn't seen such a straight forward land deal in quite some time." Well... you won't mind if I check into a few things will you?" You do what you think is necessary John. So... are you ready to see our piece of paradise then?We were all loaded up on the yacht and with May in command, we set out for home. The day was. So, there we were, getting a buzz and she was all flirty. We were all alone, and he dared her to walk around the bar and kiss me. We both declined for at least the first half hour. Some people walked in and out, then he dared and begged again. Finally she walked around the bar and we awkwardly kissed. It was clumsy and our teeth banged together. A bit later we kissed again. And she even flashed us her breasts from the corner of the bar. My husband drove me home and we fucked like rabbits. The.