She continued slowly, not wanting to cum too soon, the fingers of her right hand moving in slow circles on her clit; the pleasure was wonderful. It wa... so hard not to race to orgasm. She loved that too, but mornings like this she wanted it drawn out.She took a sip of her coffee, warm and smooth as she liked.She lay back working on her clit, thinking of last night. A new man had come to their house. David.He was a good looking man with short brown hair and a nice body. She'd met him over the net. . . to shoot us with arrows." Shegave a little whimper and put her head down. "Hey," said Sam. "It''s OK, it''s OK." He tried to getup to comfort her, but he didn't seem to have the energy. "No," she said, a few tears running down her face. "It's notOK--not unless you help us." "What do you want me to do?" "Play along. Pretend that you're about to shoot me, and then . . . turnand shoot Dave. Do you understand? Turn and shoot Dave." "I understand," said Sam. "But . . . what about . . . whatabout. . like you did this morning ... twice."I exhaled a heavy breath. "Yes ... okay." I honestly wanted their first time to be as amazing as possible, and as much as I had advised them otherwise, I knew the extra thrill of letting a man fuck my pussy bareback, and I understood deeply how wonderful it felt when he came inside me. "Fine ... I think that's ... fine."Kira smiled and kissed my cheek. "Okay ... thanks, Mom." She leaned back in her chair. "I'll talk to Dex ... he might need a day to rest. ..do you think I’m pretty?” Despite his promise, he let out a chuckle. I twisted around to glare up at him. ”You promised!” “Sorry Jules,” he said, “but if you ask a stupid question...” Now I was getting really mad, but before I could do anything he continued. “You are one of the most stunningly beautiful people in the world. Don’t you look in the mirror? Any girl would kill to have your looks.” “Then what’s wrong with me?” I asked, rolling over so I was fully on my back, my head resting on.