. wait you said you can see the dragon tattoo right?”“Yeah so?”“Not everyone can see the tattoo, only riders can”“Riders?”“Yes only fe... people can see the tattoo, the tattoo is a ownership mark.its going to be dangeros for you I really didn’t want to, but I have no choice”She took my hand in hers, pricked the end of the index finger with a needle and kept it in her mouth sucked some blood and let my finger bleed on her cleavage. Slowly a mark a tattoo of a rose in the middle of a barbed wire. Especially with her being in the nude!!“WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING??” Lettie was both pulling on his ear and yelling in it. “Spying on us, skulking around in the bushes, in someone else’s garden!”“I’m sorry!” John didn’t even dare look at the others, all naked and no doubt furious too, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have, it was wrong, I just wanted to know, you know, know, about it. And after Mum said…”“Well why didn’t you say? That’s so stupid!” Lettie interrupted, still scolding but. "You are, you ninny. "I mean, do have any idea how ludicrous all this is? "I mean, of the two of us, you'd think that I be the one who would be the squeamish one. "But, as it works out, I'm not. But, you are. And, I find that to be rather funny, if not down right hilarious. "I mean, while I'll grant you that you're not one for the here and now of it, you, my sweet, just happen to be the man of the house. And, while I know it's a lot of bunk, men aren't supposed to be squeamish when it comes. The hand not locked around his shoulder reached down so as to guide his manhood. Entering in, he carried her towards her the house. Up against the siding he pounded in. A gasp escaped her lips. He thrust again. Another gasp. Thrust. Gasp. Thrust. Gasp. Repeating over and over, not with speed but with intensity. The pure power of his movement and her bouncing allowed the movement to be vigorous. She used her legs to lift herself up and let herself down, meeting his thrusts. Her cum once more.