She liked it!"It feels good, hunh, Aunt Amy?" Hunh? Oh, well, uh, yes, it does, Hannah," Amy answered after she realized Hannah had asked her the ques...ion. "I guess I was thinking about what it would have been like to have had a baby of my own." Well, why don't ya?" Why don't I what, Hannah?" Why don't ya have a baby of you're own?" Because I'm in my early forties, and I'm too old to have a baby now," Amy said as she shifted Emmeline's mouth to her other tit.Although Emmeline was not asleep. Becky was panting, gasping for breath. She didn't even open her eyes for a long moment. When she did I could see the excitement in them. This may not be the sort of tryst she expected when Bev invited her down here. But she seemed to be quickly adjusting.She glanced at me again. I could see that she desperately wanted to ask Bev who I was. But Bev snarled, "Don't you look at him! You forget about him. I'll probably let him fuck you later. But for now, as far as you are concerned he doesn't. The Mexicotal were a seriously sick race. Priests, nobles and soldiers lived off the fruits of the labors of millions of serfs and slaves. Their gods treated the Mexicotal with special blessings: their lands grew not just one crop a year, but in many places they harvested two and sometimes three crops a year. The God-Kings of the Mexicotal kept the population in check by the simple expedient of taking a few people every moon-quarter up atop one of their pyramids and cutting out their living. I started to run the bath trying to clear the thoughts from my head, all I could think about was the large shop keepers powerful arms holding me tight, the way he had felt my little pert tits, the feeling of his large rock hard penis forcing its way between by little white ass cheeks and rubbing against my tight little virgin pussy. I couldn't understand what was happening to me, my little pussy was dripping wet as if I had wet myself, my nipples stuck out like bullets and my breasts felt like.