She had made him get "Property of Gianna" tattooed in tramp stamp position. He was wearing tight swim trunks with his cock rock hard. She had made him...use a penis pump to get it thicker and longer then the small size it was before. It was no DON JONSON still, but not micro either. His cock was raging, longing for a day she let him burst. His body was slim due to the diet regimen she kept him on. When she was walking toward him she looked down on him like he was a worm."Got my drink pussy". ..." She trailed off as she forced two then three fingers deep into Tracies soaked pussy. The thoughts that flooded her mind and what Lana were doing to her, sent her over the edge. "Ohh gahh!!" Tracy screamed out, bitting her lip to stiffle her pleasure. Lana looked on as the young twenty-two year old came in a violent spasm across the same bed her and Steve had fucked in. Lana pulled her fingers from Tracy's driping pussy, and licked off the sweet juices. She looked down to see Tracy staring. At last, the most part of the meat was either stored in a natural depression that always had ice in it, a left over from the last ice age when the mountains had been scraped out and formed by huge glaciers, or had been hung on a drying rack near the fire to cure.Dak prepared and served Burr with some fish caught from the nearby stream. She had subtly flavoured the delicate flesh with wild herbs. Wild kale surrounded the trout, broiled in the juice of water and animal fat. Her mother had taught. Please fight to live, I’ll give you all that I can give. I love you and need you. I’ll give you all that I can, I need to be your husband,” His tears fell on Abby’s cheeks once more as he wept silently.“Uhh, mmm, mmm,” Brad heard her groan and felt her stir. He looked to her face, eyes fluttering then gradually opened. She squinted from the bright light, trying to focus her vision and then tried to breath and talk. “Ugg, ugg, ugg,” Abby’s eyes widened, fear and panic set in as she fought to.