“Oh shit!” Hilary cried out. “Damn it, I got a five! You’re most likely going to beat that.” Haylie then shoveled the cards, thinking that i... might give her some extra luck since Hilary’s cards were better ever since she shoveled the deck. She picked up the card from the deck and was shocked in disappointment. Haylie flipped over the card and revealed it was a two. Hilary won the best out of three game and was so happy. She didn’t even have to think for a single second at what she wanted Haylie. She glanced towards her husband, who was still asleep, as she walked passed him and out of the bedroom.When she approached the living room she heard the sound of the television. "Hey, Allen? Is that you?" She asked figuring it was her son.She noticed a pair of jeans resting on the floor, and just as she was about shake her son awake she realised it wasnt him."Ivan?" She said softly when she realized it was her nephew sleeping on the couch.Hearing his name caused him to turn. He was groggy and. They are, entranced by whatever they see within the binding, question each other from time to time, nod, smile, sometimes giggle. The radiance and vitality of these young creatures excite me, their fresh beauty eliciting new darkness that, little by little, reveals its nature to me. Some deep wordless knowing informs that these girls exist only to provide for someone such as me, raised it in a nursery hothouse like fatted calves for nine months in utter luxury.My dress is agitated, its living. "Well, as a matter of fact, my first piece of ass was with one of my sisters. We fucked every chance we got, until one day my other sisters caught us doing it and they wanted in on it too. So from then on I was fucking all four of them and I was sure kept busy. As we got older we all got married, but that didn't stop the girls from letting their brother throw a fuck into them, whenever their husbands and my wife weren't around. And I'm fifty-eight, so you know how far back that goes!" And you.