In the months to come I learned I was wrong . One day Inaya took me to the training room. Her hand held mine tightly as we walked. I could see sadness...in her eyes. We walked in and I disrobed to see 3 fuck machines. I’m sorry Inaya sobbed. It’s ok it’s not you, it’s my training. Better tie me down I smiled. The first went right in my ass, the second slowly made its way in as I cried in such pain. After they were both in one went down my throat. I gagged and cried. Inaya kneeling beside me. We were both nervous so we agreed it would be easier to not have any chit chat and just get straight to it. He got down to his boxers in bed and I text her telling her that when I came met her, we were to go straight into the bedroom, undress and just do it. She was also happy to hear this as she thought the chatting could be awkward. So she entered the room with me following after letting her in. We get down to our underwear, she is wearing the sexiest red underwear, and she gets in the middle. She removes her top and jeans. She is wearing a black bra and a black panty. I stop her and ask her not to remove the undergarments. She is mine for the night. There is no need to hurry. I want to get excited gradually and build up my passion step by step. Her legs and arms are smooth and hairless. She has a silver ring through her navel. But she asks me not to touch it because she finds it painful. The beauty of her slim, fair and hairless legs is however marred by some scars of wounds or. Don't let me interrupt."Alishia is smiling as she watches her daughter kissing her Uncle. I think she enjoyed watching us trying to get as close as possible. Jayden felt so good. As I had suggested, she was wearing a very short skirt. Her legs were bare. I could feel John Thomas reacting."Where are your bags, Jayden?" In the hall."Maybe I should have brought the truck. There are four suitcases, a night bag and a makeup kit. We would need two packhorses to bring everything to the cabin. I loaded.