"Take them off, Lixxii."My command was met with immediate obedience...even though this was a new game for us, Lixxii has spent many wet nights alone i...agining how this might go, and she has waited a long time for this game. And I had no doubt that she was more wet than she had ever been before as she kicked her panties aside.I stepped to her and let my fingers slide along her left cheek and into her hair. My fingers twisted not her hair and I tugged sharply, pulling her head back and then. In times long past, a few had made the trip, had brought jewels that now grace the treasure boxes of the court and of a few wealthy merchants and warlords, and they had brought back the knowledge of that place — what had been knowledge, long ago, but now, by the relentless workings of time, had been blurred, reduced to a rumor, a legend, a distant tale.He knew that his chances were zero, but what had he got to lose? He sold everything he had — little enough — and set out, on foot — the path. “Seee-he-heee? … A good slut knows that their one duty is to please a cock.” He said while panting.“Can a… can a boy be a slut?” I asked hesitantly.“Of course!” Daddy replied. “I want very much to please YOUR cock Bud.”“Rmmmrph!” Mommy grunted with her mouth full of daddy’s dick.“So does your mom apparently!” he laughed. “But seriously… I want your dick. I want to please it. And that makes me a slut.” Daddy said with a sound of finality.“Doesn’t that make you a fag and not a slut?” I. Could she shout for help? Or perhaps, if she put all her efforts into moving, she might reach her phone.A palm slid up her leg and made her flesh quiver and jump. She gasped, thrashing her head to try to see who the palm belonged to. She could see nothing in the pitch dark, could only feel that hand stroking higher and higher on her thigh. She groaned, suddenly aware of the rest of her body, still aroused, no, more aroused, aching. She was acutely aware of the slick wetness that coated her.