He said that he still worried that he would intervene, to which she replied that she had thought of that herself and that she had thought of a way to ...e sure that would not happen, so he was not to worry about it anymore. She did not enlighten him further so it was a relieved if curious youth that sat down to eat with the mother he loved that evening, he now had a solution, a way to manage the fears he had had all week. After the meal he asked her over the usual cup of tea, if she was not. A few mellow paintings, flowery curtains, an excellent Persian carpet. Yet the vibes I got from him disturbed me.When I complimented him on his pleasant offices, he gave me flak immediately."We have to have pleasant surroundings to fix what other people, mostly callous bastards like you, damage. What you did to Karla is the most insensitive, insensible thing I ever came across. It should be you lying there like a vegetable. I doubt that I would even look at you, you scumbag."Even Helmut was. I began thrusting upwards, allowing my clit to rub against the glassy ridge until I couldn't take it anymore. One final thrust and I cum, thrashing my pussy all over the glass bottle as they looked on. "Ah fuck I'm cumming" I screamed as I released my juices all over the bottle neck. I could still feel the neck pressing against my swollen lips, I wanted more. Gliding my saturated cunt up and down the slippery shaft until I felt the glass ridges hit my swollen clit. I began slowly pressing my. - But me, I'm not a virgin. I swear, I'm not!Yvam opened a sarcastic smile, his eyes even brighter and his limb... Even harder, bent, like a sword, a small dagger.- I don't know about that, but if Mirqa chose you... What does it matter if you're not?I waved a no and looked, I couldn't help but stare, at that shiny dagger in the middle of that stranger's legs.- He likes a little ass, even more than a little pussy. Must be that nomad life, must have fucking with a lot of goats as a k**.- And why,.