His legs were spread wide, and there was a huge lump in his shorts that promised a nice sized cock and some huge testicles. He was still engrossed in ...he book he was reading, never looking up to watch me, at least not that I had caught him. I licked my lips wondering what that cock would feel like in my mouth. The lump between his legs was huge, and as i continued on my way I thought to myself, ’tis a shame. I shook my head, trying to rid my mind of the image of what I’d just seen. I was sure. His father fucked his mom at least five times a day. His mom had 15 c***dren. She was having babies since she was 14 and able to breed. Normally every 11 months. It was very normal for the c***dren to see the father fuck the mom as she cooked dinner or washed clothes. The men were trained to breed and the women prepared to bare c***dren. Sex was common in their lives. He played with her pussy which had been invaded many times in preparation for the breeding. He spread the pussy lips and. " Oh dear that is bad news, the poor dear." She was attacked twice yesterday, one was anti-MORFS girl, who apparently she has encountered before. The girl wanted to cut her face or some other horror." My goodness that's awful!" Luckily, your Dorothy managed to save her again. But afterwards there was another event. Apparently they tried to get help from the teachers, but a male teacher basically accused them of lying, and threatened them with expulsion if they didn't keep quiet. Dorothy, bless. He let go of her arm and pulled the branches aside to reveal his abdomen – a raw, red mess. The sight of the blood made up Clara’s mind. She knelt beside him, trampling the branches of the bush flat as she did. She pressed her hands against his body and felt. It was a stab wound, and he’d lost a lot of blood. The blade had been jabbed upwards, under the ribs and into his lung. His labored, harsh breathing told her she didn’t have much time. Weariness forgotten, she drew deep inside herself and.