On holidays when the bothers got together they tended to get a little wild. The wives of all four let them have their rambunctious moments but as soon...as split for their homes, the nonsense stopped. So it was Sharon Briggs who had tamed Gabrielle's brother to be a competent aide to his sister.Chris hired someone to takeover his Grand Rapids home office and moved all that was needed into the basement of their home. Rents were through the roof and he knew he could conduct over ninety percent of. I turned away as she started to straighten up.Aunt Marti finally called a halt at mid-afternoon. "Let's go for a swim, Max. I need to cool off and clean up."I followed Aunt Marti out the front door and down to the SUV. She grabbed a towel out of one of the boxes and threw it to me before turning to get another towel for herself and a bar of soap."There's a bathing pond and swimming pond this way," she said as she around the side of the cabin.I followed her as she walked down a path that led. Her face was flushed with exertion, her make-up smeared.Suddenly, I smacked the side of her face with my cock. The blow itself stung, but the humiliation was even more painful. She gasped."You wanted to be treated like a slut, so I'm doing just that."Before she could respond, I forced my member back into her throat. I was fucking her now, holding the back of her head as I pushed my cock in and out of her throat.After several strokes, I took it out again and jerked her head backwards by the hair. "Oh no." What?" Jahke turned to his lover with a frown."I am not taking you to meet the Prince of Hell in sweatpants. Come on, you gotta learn to tie a loin cloth eventually."Sitka had bought the boy a blue cloth to match his eyes. The wide strip of fabric was about four feet long, and woven of a heavy soft wool. Jahke stood with his legs apart and watched as Sitka knelt before him. The horned demon fondled his soft pink cock for a moment then drew the swath of cloth between his legs. Jahke.