He had me bend over the couch then spanked my panty ass, calling me "fucking cunt", "faggot" "slut". "You know what happens to sissies that dress lik... a whore, they get fucked.". He laughed, then moved back to my head and rammed his cock into my sissy mouth. I was bent over and he trusted up into my throat holding my head to force his meat deep into my throat. This position allowed him to forcefully drive is meat deep down my throat and gag me but coating his cock with my saliva. He then. "He was previously training under Aaron as a foot soldier with a sword and he is undefeated in that as well as in hand to hand combat. And he decided to use a two handed bastard sword in their training and the reports are he's pretty vicious with it."Aaron also started teaching him tactics so that he could help the prince one day. And I personally verified earlier that he can read and write when he asked about magic before."I didn't detect any magically ability before when I tested him or I. But the expression on Monica's face was not guilt, it was the face of uncertainty, and her eyes had the cold flame of conviction in them."Mom," she began, "We have something to tell you." It was 'we', not 'I', not 'Dad', but 'we.' For some reason, memories of my Dad taking me almost two decades ago flashed before my eyes, even though I had not thought of those incidents in months. Unaware of the swirling in my mind, Monica continued. "You see, Dad and I are - we are - oh shit, here goes - Dad. In a powerful jilt they were torn from her trembling body.No sooner than Lisa's white panties were removed when one of them knelt down in front of her. Her best friend looked on in the dim light. The one knelling removed their head-covering. It looked as though it was a man with long hair held back in a ponytail. But wait. As she looked more intently it was not a man but a young woman, possibly in her late twenties. She positioned herself and began to touch the pinkness in front of her eyes..