Stepping back again, I pulled her head up by the hair again and pushed her face against my jean covered dick. "Whine for my cock bitch, beg for it lik... a little doggy ... Like the bitch in heat that you are." Daphne gave a pathetic little whine and I reached over her and gave her ass a sound smack. "Like you mean it, bitch!"After a few moments of hesitation she began to whine and rub her face against my cock thru my jeans. I waited, letting her fill with anticipation and need. Getting the last. I didn’t find anything else of value. Not that I searched very hard.A dead Orc with bladder issues didn’t encourage me to stick around.Holding the Machete in my left hand, “Store in Inventory.” I called out. It disappeared. (I’d learn better ways to move items to my Inventory in the future.)I opened and closed my hand a few times while staring at my palm in disbelief. I couldn’t believe that actually worked. I checked Status and it read 1/100. When I called out ‘Inventory’ again, it showed ten. I did. I liked it. I liked the taste. I liked the feeling I got in my little pussy. I got all tingly down there. I wanted to touch it as I had done by myself in my room. So I stuck my hand down my pants and started fingering my kitten."All this time Daddy was getting more and more worked up. He started fucking my mouth and I started gagging but he told me I would learn to take it all. He was right. I did take it all. He shot his cum in my mouth and I liked it. I swallowed all of his cum. And I. Helen swung her leg back around Andrew’s hip. She was again straddling her brother. Now it didn’t really feel like wrestling or revenge. It didn’t to either of them. That wasn’t causing anyone to reconsider what was happening.Helen covered her now bare tits with her arm and sat up on Andrew. Andrew’s reflexes made him push up his hips. His cock straining in his jeans while his sister was riding the shaft of his cock. He watched as Helen rode it as though she was in a wave pool.“Fuck!” she.