But as my grandmother always told my mother, your veela has only got one real connection in this world, you can't choose for it. So I was born and the... Gabby years later, all, my aunts have sadly passed and their children produced only quarter-veelas.The Veela in my family is dying out, my grandmother has acknowledged that and accepted it. As long as the bloodline continues there will always be Veela in the family, even if its a mere percentage.As long as...Until just recently that in itself. ."Kaija's mouth fell open. "What are you talking about?" She couldn't imagine Ben being turned off by the enthusiastic way Ally was taking control. Obviously something major had happened after she left them alone. "What happened anyway, did you freeze on him or something?"Her tears turned into sobs, making her look even younger than her almost 18 years. She shook her head tragically. "No, that's my point. He was the one to put on the brakes and insist that we come back to the room."With a sigh. By the time we boarded the plane to fly home, we were nearly as sore as we were the night I had proposed to Alex. I had married a girl that loved to fuck. I was one lucky man. When we landed, I retrieved my car from long-term parking and headed home with my new bride. I could barely stand not telling Alex about the next surprise I had planned for my new wife. All the way home, I wanted to tell her what was next. Her next surprise was right where it was supposed to be. My mother-in-law had used. Her hands now between her legs, I turn around with the camera to catch her plunging her fingers inside covering them with her juices and then moving up to slide across her clit at a fevered pace. At the same pace her tongue is flashing back and forth. Sabrina interrupts herself and asks, “How close are you on a scale of one to ten?” “I am around a five or six but she is at eight and climbing fast,” I am trying to whisper but I don’t think it matters at this point. My wife is not going to hear.