They had their own sink, stove and cupboards under there as well. This was so if they weren’t eating in their section of the house they could cook w...th the big people. When Nat saw the set-up, he joked that it was his side of the kitchen since it had the higher bench. He always used it as his main preparation area too.Also on the ground floor was a large study/library with several desks and a small sitting area. A guest room and a laundry took up the rest of the far side of the house fed from. The shape of them. Your hands are like mine -- Your ring fingers are longer than your index fingers.”Mae examined her hand. “Len -- that’s the old 2D-4D fallacy. It’s an urban myth.”“Urban myth? Dad said it’s an example of sexual dimorphism.”“I took a course in human sexual dimorphism in college,” Mae replied. “There are real examples but this isn’t one of them. The variation in both men and women is too great to be a reliable indicator. Besides, recent research shows it more to do with fetal. My fat cock battered her pussy continuously never letting up. She widened her legs further as I rammed into her. Each thrust was greeted with a groan and a****listic screams. She taunted me, cajoling me into increasing my pace. My heart was beating faster and faster like I was running a sprint. I took hold of her legs and placed them on each of my shoulders and continued to punish her pussy. Her moans deepened and she started speaking gibberish. "Nnggghhyaaa, yaaa, I loooove you, yes Paul,. ...what's your name?"She smiled, revealing yellowed teeth and there was things stuck betweenher teeth."My name's Sorceress Candice. I'm 450 years old and still young." Shechuckled at her little joke. I smiled, knowing that this old woman couldstrangle me with her arms, which were unusually hairy and large for awoman's."I'm sorry but I don't believe I'm a witch nor do I believe in magic."Her eyes flared and she walked over to the caludron. I had said somethingwith had apperantly pissed this old.