Sunday morning Ruth tried to think of why she could go to lunch. All the excuses she came up with sounded so lame and fake. In the end she decided she...was being silly. She dressed quite conservatively as usual and drove the Mark and Stella’s house. Stella answered the door and seemed extra cheery. Ruth was relieved. They chatted away, as old do, while Mark set the table and avoided eye contact with Ruth. She wasn’t sure if Stella noticed or even knew why.Lunch was served and the chatter. What the hell had hit him? He’d not even seen anyone then he was losing consciousness on the floor.Thinking hard he remembered he’d been talking to Eris. Then, that bastard godling had jumped in while he was disciplining her. How dare he interfere with him punishing his slave!The thing was he was protected, well protected. Then there was the fact that he’d felt his father’s power jump up a bit. Not enough to really be a real threat yet, though now there was really not much that he could do to. ' 'Thisis ridiculous,' she finally declared in a low voice. 'Isit?' Thesilence hung over us like a damp Sunday while many emotions flickered overHelen's round face, a lock of her blonde hair falling loose to decorate heraristocratic forehead. 'Allright, Catherine,' she finally agreed, swinging her legs down from underher. 'We have a wager and I'm not wrong.' Iwatched her as she strode confidently to the bookshelves, her fingers runningover the spines until she came to rest on a small. She eased her way from under me to the foot of the bed still lying on her back. She pulled her legs out from underneath me and spread her legs open wide on either side of me. “Give it to me Tom, I wanna feel that big cock of yours in my pussy. I grabbed both of her legs and put them over my shoulders pulling her towards me. I grabbed my cock and lined it up to her dripping wet pussy and slammed into her. I thrust hard in and out of her. She started screaming out. As Toni was so small, I took.