He and his dad were coming up the walk. She didn't know it, but this would not the last time they'd come that evening."Hi, hon." Joe shouted out as he...helped his 78 year-old father into the most comfortable arm chair in the living room. " So what's for dinner? Something smells good, we're starving and..."Joe seemed to lose his power of speech and was stopped dead in his tracks as his eyes widened and his jaw dropped. Avril had walked into the room wearing a French Maid's uniform, the type. My body feels as if it would go out of control.I?.? She paused unsure ?I ? like what you do. It feels good. But I don't knowwhat will happen?? ?Like?? He raised an eyebrow at her. ?Your body and moans indicated that youdid a lot more than ?like'?? She cast her eyes down. ?I ?. Loved it master. ? she conceded. He raised her chin slightly so their eyes will lock again. ?My slave.? Hesaid. ?You belong to me. And you will understand that it is not your call tostop any activity that I may choose to. “Uhm, slippery,” she cooed, “I love it when it's like this. But you were saying, something about Bill going through the kitchen. And?” “From the kitchen he can look across the courtyard into the bedroom.” She understood. Kara grabbed Dirk’s cock with both hands and fed it between her lips. She flipped around and spread her pussy across Dirk’s face. Licking up the precum from the head of his cock, she asked, “You don’t think he'll look, do you?” Dirk's face was smothered between Kara's legs but. Her people could not come together like this. It would be a bloodbath.So, how were these gentle people the enemy? How could she reconcile it? None of them knew her and yet every group treated her with civility and kindness. Truly, some were wary of her, but wouldn’t she be wary of a stranger? Even though she was a stranger, though, they shared what little they had with her.As the night grew closer, her steps had turned back towards the cavern where she’d sequestered herself each evening. It was.