Palto, changes his technique. My back is almost pounded by his hands thumping on me.That can't be true. I went all over the place on errands, I was hi... heir. I stutter out as my breath is pushed out.And you were surrounded by how many guards? Plus the Insurrection Faction knew you to be one of them, so they were not going to make a move either. He lets up on the pounding and kisses my neck. I don't get the same shivers from him that I do from Nimrod, but it comforts me nonetheless. You were. I left the bed quietly and walked down the hall to Connie's room. I tapped lightly on the door. Connie called out a little louder than I thought prudent, "Come in Daddy." I opened the door and gasped at my beautiful daughter, naked on her bed, with several fingers inside her cunt. She pulled her fingers out and said, "I am nice and juicy for you Daddy." I took her wrist in my hand and sucked the cunt juice from her fingers.I tried casually to close the door, but didn't really get it. We arrived to find a bedraggled rag-tag collection of Nuns and bewildered Monks sitting on top their possessions like a flock of grounded birds lost in the wilds. They were happy to see Western faces in the sea of dark-skinned heathens and saw our tunics with the red crosses as a sign of civilization in a land filled with danger and despair. We organized them into a more efficient caravan of travelers purchasing some donkeys from a farmer to carry their heavy loads. Now, with only their own. You're sexy as hell!" You're a minority of one," she said bitterly."Against a majority of... ?" he probed."I'm sure they told you the losers are mostly here because they can't hold their husbands," Ginny countered, this time with only sadness in her voice."I would think that would make you more eager for attention at mix days," he opined."Well, I guess I'm not normal in lots of ways," she grumped."Such as..." Can't believe you're not crushed to death." Let me guess. He's always on you about.