Still, we knew way more than them, so we still enjoyed our company and the fact that we could talk to each other about it. Towards the end of seventh ...rade we were really good friends. Then, 8th grade came, and Ill call this the highlight year. The beginning of 8th grade was pretty much normal. All of our friends knew what we knew, you know the sex/masturbation stuff. That basically became the normal everyday talk for everyone in our grade anyways. The second half of that year was the. It’s tough. I was an only child.”She grinned. “Poor baby! You’re in a big family now and we’re glad Jack’s back with us.”“Oh, I love you all! Mom and Dad are wonderful!”“You just won my vote. I think you’re a keeper.”“I think Jack and all his family is a keeper for me.” She hugged me.Arm in arm, we went into the kitchen to help. Mom put us to work.With all of us gathered around the table to eat, Dad prayed specifically mentioning Jack, his kids, and me though not in that order. He also prayed. My head came back down resting on the floor. I lookedup at her asshole and the only thought I had was to go back and please heronce again. After a few minutes Goddess rose, pulled the towel back over the openingof the crate and parted from the room. I was so horny and my constantly ragingcock that was being prevented from becoming fully erect by the cage was beggingto hurt badly. I was hoping Goddess would show me some pity and remove thecage. When she returned she unlocked the bolts from the. By the time he levels his rifle for a second shot, there’s no bear to be seen. He lowers the rifle, and looks over the sights, thinking that the bear fell dead right there. Nope, no bear. There’s another tap on his shoulder, and, again, the bear.Again, with the gun! Ya know, you could have really hurt me, and so soon after actually hurting me. I just don’t know. I just don’t know. What should I do with you?”The guy again considered his options. Riped limb from limb by a bear, or blowjob.Again,.