"Do you need some help, Hannah?" Amy said without thinking. "I mean, do your uh, nipples hurt? Is she still biting you? She still didn't know why she ...as asking her that."Uh, it's OK right now, Aunt Amy, but if she keeps suckin' hard, I might need some help," Hannah answered, thinking her aunt meant to relieve her in nursing Emmeline. Of course, it really wasn't nursing since no milk was involved. "But, you'd hafta come over here, ya know, since I can't move 'er."Never having had children, Amy. They met on occasion in private. The evening Quaquo had given Serrah that necklace they had lain together and been discovered by Ebo Jo, Quaquo’s father, an elder in the village, who had claimed the boy for his own, seized his virginity from him, and who, despite having two wives, treated the boy, Serrah as a third wife.Discovering his own son fucking Serrah on a levee by a rice field, Ebo Jo went into a rage, beating both boys, taking Serrah by force in front of Quaquo to assert his. I was guessing this because he was doing the talking. He was saying how they had seen us at the restaurant and felt I need some help with the two young lasses as I was too old to take proper care of them by myself. Both were laughing at his comment. The girls had yelped and tried to cover themselves.I spoke as I gripped the pistol and stood; “thanks for the offer but I think you will find that it would be in your best interest to leave. RIGHT NOW!” this stopped them from continuing toward the. All her training, all of her intentions meant nothing. And her body and mind were now forfeit. Wanda took a few moments to let the realisation sink in, all the while stretching the deepest part of the Spy' bowels. The Witch's expanded ego made her want to bask in the glory of the sight before her; the Black Widow on her hands and knees; 12 inches of cock buried in her vulnerable ass. She had done it! And now Wanda was on the path to what she had been aiming for since her family was torn apart.