"Kind of sounds like you are," I said."Oh," he said. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to be. Would be kind of hypocritical of me to yell. Things being the way...they are and all. I'll tend to the taters while ya'll get cleaned up." What do you suppose he means by hypocritical?" I asked while I turned on the water in the sink to wet a wash-cloth."Elvis only knows," he replied. "I'm sure we will before long, too." You sound like you don't want to know."He gave me one of Grandpa's looks and said, "Knowing. She stood just within a much denser forest. “Is that the campground?” she asked.Xantina nodded. “Here is my sister Xantwilla’s place.”Ella followed the dryad’s gaze and saw the stump of a tree. From the size of the stump, she knew the tree had been massive. Two people couldn’t have wrapped their arms around it. It was hollow on the inside and blackened, as if touched by fire.“She has returned to the earth,” Xantina explained.“I’m sorry.”The dryad shook her head and smiled. “It is no thing. Who had I been k**ding with the two of us under the same roof it was only a matter of time until we fucked, siblings or not, it was bound to happen.Half an hour later I entered the guest room wearing a blindfold, an erection and nothing else; almost immediately I was forced down onto the bed. I felt powerful thighs wrap around my head and a big fat butt in my face, she was queening me. I could smell the sweet funky scent of her pussy and ass, I instantly became hard by the aroma of this young. We walked what felt like forever and I had a feeling that our parents were going to start to wonder about us. It was a monday night and it had to be close to nine o’clock by now. On week nights, our parents were very strict about what time we arrived home. I was going to say something, but I was overly curious as to what Nolan had up his sleeve. “Where are we going?” I asked him curiously, still holding his hand and following close behind him. His fingers were interlaced with mine and they.