"There was a clatter of hooves. Jafar and his men rode down from a hill at the far end of the Oasis. As promised, he rode with only five men, but o...e could see armor beneath their robes. Swords, long and curved, hung from their belts and glistened in the Sun. Each man carried a bow over his shoulder and wore a quiver full of arrows. As they rode, the men's eyes searched right and left, looking for anything that might be a sign of trap or ambush.When they neared the place where Amahl. Indeed, you have noticed that Daddy and I often speak of you as our ‘young lady,’ for that is what you have grown to be ... I have not told you about it before because you have been too young to be interested ... Not long ago one of these harmful superstitions advised against bathing during menstruation, but doctors assure us that there is no harm in bathing ... But doctors think it is harmful during this time to play hard games where there is much excitement and competition.”“Delighted to have. I am going to give your ass every inch of this big cock." He then begn to push his cock in. Inch by inch he shoved in the tight hole. He watched as her ass spread open for his thick cock. He was amazed she let him push in without a word. Her brother had taught he to be an obedient little slut. For thirty minutes Jon fucked her tight ass pulling the cock out then pushing it in balls deep. When he would pull out he looked at her asshole stretched open and round. He had stretched her wide for his. He had shown me ecstasy that very few had duplicated. Damien Santos.The cover model, Yanka, if that was even her name, stood staring at us with an odd expression on her face. "Damien, who is this? I have to get on!" Her voice reminded me of many models I worked with, girls who had three moods: unhappy, mad, and annoyed. Spoiled bitches who think they run the world."Relax, baby," Damien told her as he smiled at me, "This is an old friend. We go way back. I didn't know she'd gotten into modeling.