“I swear it,” Joanna committed herself, knowing Confederacy law.“Then I consent,” Crystal took the leap of faith at last.“And so do I. I act...ally love the idea of her bossing me around, almost as much as I love it when you do it, if we’re being honest here, much as I hate to admit it,” Tyler confessed, surrendering to his sister at last.“Confirmed, Crystal Magnusson and Tyler Hearst are now registered as concubines of Joanna Cox. You have two more, Joanna. Take your pick. I would suggest one. But still his sticky cum leaked from my body, reminding me of that amazing, incredible orgasm. I stood under the shower letting the hot water wash away my anger as well as the remnants of what he had done to me. I soaped my body, washed my breasts. My nipples were still sensitive. A little rubbing with the soapy washrag and they began to get erect and hard again. Despite what had happened, I found myself daydreaming of Kevin’s huge cock. It had filled me like I’d never experienced before. Every. For Alan, she would lie flat on her back with knees raised and legs spread wide but for Arthur she first knelt on her knees with bottom raised and labia jutting out. “This position better suits your lovely labia,” he had told that first time. Crystal didn’t care which position he did it in; she just enjoyed displaying her most intimate parts to him and enjoying his attention. Alan preferred to use shaving foam but Arthur’s preference was gel. He liked to work up a nice lather with his fingers. “Bob,” started Old Man Johnson in his gruff voice “I heard on the radio you’ve reopened your grill for the snow storm.”Bob looked surprised as he said “Oh really, I don’t remember making that announcement. Although I did just cook lunch for the guys running the snow plows.”Johnson nodded and continued saying “Yes, well the radio station interviewed one of the men running the snow plows and he mentioned that you had cooked up the ‘bestest freshest BLT’ he had eaten in a long time. His words, not.