"I think so, especially after Gina's shouting," Allan replied. "And if I'm right, we have a problem. I think this is Wendy Gerrish. She's not a bad pe...son, but her parents are part of that cult, United Trinity of Perfect Purity. If Wendy is very lucky, they might take her home and make her live on bread and water for the duration of her change before throwing her out. Rumors say that some families are worse and will ship off kids who enter MORFS stage one to slave camps where they are forced to. “Ow! she yelped“Is that Kim I hear coming?” I asked sarcastically.“Please. That hurts.”Slap! Rachel only grunted and squirmed as a matching red hand appeared on the other side of her shapely white ass. “Get up on you toes. If your heels touch the ground before I tell you, I’ll go upstairs and get the brush.”Rachel tip toed, turning her calves into round balls, and adding a fullness to her ass, that had my cock hard enough to carve stone.Slap! Slap! Slap!I gave Rachel’s closest ass cheek three. Hap added a portable still to their supplies with detailed instructions on how to distill overproof spirits. He told Moira Lys not to expect too much trouble from these 'retread Injuns' in times to come.Hap had told her some of the real history of the Sioux, of the plains culture, and of the depredations caused by contact with white men during the 1870s. He explained the Sioux people had been a patchwork of bands and tribes united only by language and some common culture. The Yankton lived in. While we’re fixing dinner, I’ll be sure to rub my ass against him a little more than is necessary. I find lots of opportunities to bend over so he can see the ass that still makes his head turn, even after two years of being together. It usually backfires on me because by the time he starts grabbing my ass and rubbing his hard dick against me, I’m ready to let dinner burn, bend over the counter, and beg him to slam his dick in my horny backdoor. If I make it through dinner, and maybe even a.