The subtle scent of lilacs tickled his nose as she drew closer. She held a black pouch open in her hand. "Pick the one that speaks to you, that speaks...to your heart" She spoke.Chadwick looked closer into the pouch and saw that there was nothing but a handful of rocks, about the size of pheasant eggs. Unsure of the seriousness of her request, he looked at the rocks, looked up at Alana, then back down to the pouch. Finally chose one that had pale flecks of blue in it. It would be best not to. Ruby let out a laughing scream and kicked to no effect before suddenly finding herself twisted around and pressed against a hard, wet, male body. Hard—oh my God—everywhere. Her thigh slid between his as they disentangled themselves. She unintentionally rubbed her knee against the bulge in his shorts and a sudden craving hit her hard. Her mouth opened; unfortunately she'd forgotten how to speak. She couldn’t look at him but she couldn’t look away either. “You’re…you’re—“ “Jesus, Ruby. Shut. Hera is the Goddess, and she has possessed her mother.“The thick slime coated cock of my father filled your hungry insatiable pussy with huge loads of cum, day after day, didn’t it? Your constant hunger to be fucked, to feel the flesh of a man inside you, to fill his ears with the sounds of your orgasmic cries is what created the daughter you see fucking before you, isn’t it?”“Yes.”“The cycle continues. Live through your lust, love by your lust, create with lust, and now reap the joyful. All of her tops showed off her ample boobs to their best. In fact there was nothing about Bethany that wasn’t fabulous.Jane always wore baggy pants so you couldn’t see much of her body and blouses that she buttoned up to her neck so we couldn’t see her breasts. She usually wore her shoulder length auburn colored hair in a ponytail. She even wore hiking boots.So anyway a couple of months ago I went to a basketball game in our gym. Bethany was a cheerleader and I sat down next to Jane. For some.