"Drink up -- we're about done here, I think," Jack announced, then softened it with words to the effect of 'Don't choke or anything.'"Okay," I replied... "We can watch the boys watch us. Beth, Sweetie, wiggle your shoulders." The results were HILARIOUS! I bet six of them went cross-eyed!Beth didn't get it. "Why would they look at these floppy things?" It's how we're wired, Babe, it's how we're wired..." Jack told her, mauling her right jug.After a while, Jack sent us off to the Ladies Room to. Watching her body react to Donald’s touch and instruction. She was still not sure why he taped them, but it was actually nice to have a chronology of their beginnings.She was not sure what she should do about it, thinking hard, did she just forget about it? Go back to how things were, and maybe watch them together? No, she needed Donald to explain this all to her. And she grasped that she wanted to know about Donald’s previous subjects and what he did with them.Until now, she had put that part. He had both hands under my arse and was banging me for all he was worth, I was being slammed against the door but I was in heaven as his massive cock pummelled in to my squelching cunt. He began grunting again and I felt his cock twitch and then another stream of semen flooded my cunt. I was on the verge of another shattering climax and the sensation of his spunk squirting all over the inside of my snatch tipped me over the edge. I came violently, I almost convulsed with the intensity of the. What little I know of lore was learned through the stories my mother told me as I grew up. That's how I know about dreamtime and things like the succession of kingdoms. She even taught me some spells."It seems that my father married again quite quickly after we were banished. He had a son who grew up to be healthy and strong. The son was told about his father's first wife and the fact that she had been a cross-over."Her story was spellbinding and I was hanging on every word."The son decided.