"Hey Big Bro!" Mokuba called me bright and early one morning. "When are you coming home?" Two weeks or so, I expect." I sipped my coffee and flipped t...rough the mail Kogoro had forwarded to me. "Why?" Think you could come back this Thursday?" I doubt it. That's rather short notice." Yeah. Sorry about that, but I just got a call from one of my high school buds; he works at the Egyptian Embassy now. They just appointed a new Ambassador to Japan and Friday night's the reception to welcome him.. I mated and bred my daughters Nessa, Nora, and Shannon when they turned fourteen. Everyone was happy. We had pretty much continuous sex. I guess the only disadvantage for the girls was finding a moment went another girl wasn’t already using my dick.One day Pan popped up in our section of the glade. “I had an idea,” He said.“I’m bored with the same one-hundred and one girls after four-thousand some years. How are you doing with your nineteen girls?” Pan asked.“I’m never bored. Every one of them. His fiery locks had been shorn, all except a narrow crest of hair, a strip 5 or 6 centimeters wide that ran from his widow's peak to the nape of his neck. Dyed a muddy auburn color, where it had stood in a proud crest before, now it lay dirty, matted and tangled against his stubbled scalp. His eclectic and colorful clothes had been replaced with a non-descript blue coverall that was stained and torn. Mud caked and filthy, what skin showed through the rents in the fabric was abraded and raw.He. But I have a lot more to do before then.I rest my arms and head on the top of the back of the seat, as I lazily hump into her. I stare out at the frozen people, a train of oblivious passengers, just trying to sleep as a stupid bitch keeps coughing her germs at them. Little do they know she's being punished hard. "Don't worry, people, she's not coughing anymore." Getting bored, I pull out, holding her steady as I step down from the seat, kneeling on it instead, my legs straddling her head. I.