I had teased them with their own undies forcing them to inhale their own juices and caused them to taste my male essence with a knowing smile on their...pretty faces.The simple truth was that I used sex to train my protegee in the ways of the male animal never feeling that pleasure was my goal, but the creation of a seductive instrument of Jihad that would tempt a Saint.The massages were successful in squeezing her juices to the surface and eventually she would kneel before me and beg me to tend. And the last time she wasn’t interested. He tried to make it good for her but she pushed his hands away and told him to get it over with. She acted like sex was a punishment and living with him was a chore that she hated but did anyway. Perhaps the next day, before the tractor pull, before she got home from work, he would ask Sam if he saw a difference in her lately. He was with her about as often as Kent so maybe she said something. Cathryn punched the time clock at eight o’clock at Kincaid. I couldn’t keep my mind on it because now they were fondling each other’s breasts and lips. My cock was rock hard but I wasn’t ready for it yet. I was hungry for some of Sam’s heavenly tasting pussy. I licked my way up to Sam’s thighs, gently kissing the inside up to her sweet lips. I spread those lips to find a sweet, pink pussy. My tongue licked from the bottom to the top. Sam had shivered a bit when I did that. My tongue darted into her sweet hole. My fingers took turns with my. To everyone they met, she introduced her as my new daughter-in-law. She never left Vicki’s side as they walked. The more people they met, the more relaxed Vicki became. She also realized her new mother-in-law was doing all she could to make it easier for her. She was amazed at the food that was available. There was cole slaw and potato salad, sliced turkey and smoked ham, apple and blueberry pies spread out on large wooden table. To drink there was homemade wine and potent applejack. ‘Fill.