Outside the back kitchen door about ten yards was a root cellar that needed exploring and beyond that, was a well house of some sort near the stream.�...�Oh, look here, Clint,” Janie exclaimed. “Here’s a large milk pail sitting in the water, and this water is COLD!”Clint pointed to the water. “Someone has built this spring house over a cold spring. The water flows slow and steady out of the building and down a channel to the stream.”On impulse, Clint picked up a bucket from the floor of the well. I'm creaming inside your cunt!"I felt his cock become more slippery against mine."You're going to have my baby!" He panted.I saw his shaft become shiny with his cum as his creamy white load started seeping out from his mother's pussy between our cocks. I was too excited to think about what he'd said - I pushed my shaft in as far as I could as Dominic began thrusting again. I felt a surge of pleasure as my muscles started pumping and I saw my ass hole rhythmically contracting on the screen. "OHH. Warner finished the cigar at a leisurely pace and poured another snifter of bourbon. The combination of nicotine and the warm burn of alcohol put him in a pleasant mood. The falling snow grew heavier, and with great reluctance, he dragged himself from the warm hot tub. Tom walked barefoot through the snow, into the warm embrace of the living room with its massive fireplace. He padded up the marble staircase, dripping water the whole way. The maid would take care of the mess in the morning.. .....As I walked down to my basement I could hear my thirty-two year old sister Emily crying in her cage. Since it was only her second day of sexual enslavement she was still pretty shaken up so I was going down their to get her used to her new life and ?break? her in. as I approached the cage I said ?don’t cry Emily, I love you and I’m going to take care of you? while I slapped a folded leather belt on my palm. I opened Emily’s cage and told her to get out and stay on her knees. Her hands and.