It was only then that she’d notice he was in his dressing gown. Looking at her watch she realised it was only ten minutes past nine, mother wouldn�...t be home till at least eleven she said so herself when she went out.Draining the last drop of the hot chocolate she place the mug onto the nearby table, then went down on the floor crawling across in front of her father. Gently she lifted his hand taking the book from it and placing it onto the floor, and then lifted his dressing gown. His cock was. As Mary did this, John continued his slow deep fucking and occasional jerks on the chain. Mary began to whisper “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck my cunt!” Her profanity began to get louder and as it did John increased the pace of his fucking. Pushing me out of the way he now grasped Mary by the waist and was slamming hard and fast into her. Her back arched as she began shouting incoherently, suddenly her legs and toes thrust out straight and she collapsed onto the horse in a throe of orgasm. Standing so. There were pages about what the Heroes had accomplished and about those that had died. It listed General Samuel Withers: his accomplishments were long, the time spent doing that was staggering. It didn’t add up: he had been on campaigns for years at a time, sometimes a decade. I added all the time up it was over five hundred years. I set the pages down, and he had returned and was seated across from me.“How can that be?”“I leave for only fifteen minutes here at a time.”“But it was written that. In some cities the woman has all of herveils publicly removed in order that those in attendance may thenexpress their pleasure and joy in her beauty. This is a rare exceptionto the common rule that a Free Woman of Gor would ordinarily never bareher face to strangers. The customs are of course barbaric and demeaning to women. But then theyare customs on Gor, not Earth. "I do not have a Free Companion." That is true, Mistress, but the custom remains. There are many customsthat you will become.