His fingers sank in tight. Her pussy clenched and she let out a shuddering moan. He moved his fingers to her nipples, pinching them, stretching them. ...urting her. The angel slut loved it. Mmm, play with my tits, she groaned as her hips writhed. Show me how to be wicked. Damien, your cock is wonderful. Oh, Lord, thats good. Damien smiled at her blasphemy. Her pussy rippled as she savored the words. Her golden eyes lit up. She licked her lips and leaned forward. Her silver hair fell about her. When I came home, I found something I was not expecting.I pulled into the driveway, went down the drive, pulled into the garage and parked my car. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Her car was parked on the side of the driveway. Her mom's car was gone. I'd gone in the side door as always and walked through the foyer into the dining room. Her shoes were on the floor by the door as normal. But then I realized there were also some other things different than normal. Another pair of shoes that I. “Too bad, really. It’s just as deadly as a musket if you put solid lead balls in it, and buckshot can knock down just as many deer as any rifle, if you get close enough.”I traded in my musket and got it and all the molds I would need. The shotgun was for Flows Easy. I knew they would never sell such a weapon to an Indian, but when we were in the backcountry no one would know, and if they did chances are they wouldn’t be around long enough to tell.My father thought I was foolish to spend so much. The staff bathroom is beside her room. You will use it because you won’t want to climb the stairs for a day or so. The room isn’t as large as the one you should have had, it doesn’t have the view, but you should be comfortable.” “Thank you, Trudi. That was thoughtful of you.” “We are used to it. We have had several guests break something so there are always two small rooms free on the ground floor just in case. If you need anything or you can’t get out of bed there is a bell push to summon one.