Etc. Moles, scars, defects inher teeth, the list was quite exhaustive. The only thing missing, hemused as he flipped the pages of description, was her...name but thatwasn't a given for a kajira, if he remembered the books correctly.Arrass called her Bibi but the slave papers took no official notice ofthat temporary attribute. The document ended with Camp of Schendi,Warrior Arrass, the owner of the slave described above, written thisday, something about Passage Hands which was translated into the. “Mom’s upbringing means that she thinks it’s strange, so it’s something that needs to be kept secret from her...”Nod.“ ... but you secretly wish that she was included as well.”Nod.“You want your mother to be your brother’s sex slave.”Nod.“Say it.”“I want my mother to be my brother’s sex slave.”Session B50:“Marcie? Marcie, can you hear me?”I hadn’t managed to catch her driving away, but I was so worked up that I’d decided it was worth the hike over to Marcie’s house. Sure, I could have waited. I licked at them and savored the taste of myself as his hugely stiff prick slid into my hole yet again. I thought I would probably die with the pleasure of having a real man inside me for the first time in my life and the sheer perversity of it being my father who was making love to me! "Tell me you want me to stay daddy." His eyes bored into mine as I clung to him. "Hell," he said huskily, "I ain't never letting you go Piper, never." "Tell me you'll do this every day, I need you inside me. After six days my cunt was tighter but still stretched a little. Horse cock sir. He shuddered and withdrew his finger laughing. Thats my paw, loves the animals. I felt his hard cock rubbing against my ass. Guess Ill just have to cornhole you till youre back to normal. Without thinking I reached behind me and spread my ass cheeks apart showing him my puckered asshole. His cock head hit against it quickly. Fuck, you like it too he wasnt even forcing you. Little slut. He slammed his hard eleven.