" I shake my head no at her and reject the knife, I see no reason to kill the man as he now poses no threat.She looks at me oddly but nods, she points...at herself and says. "Jora".I nod, she points at me.I shake my head. "I don't know." I say.She points at herself "Jora." she points at me. "Idinnoah".I laugh and shake my head."no no". I say "I don't know my name."she tilts her head."Idinnoah" she says again.I just shake my head laughing as she grabs my wrist and pulls for me to follow her, I. “Yes Daddy!” I said eagerly, “Twice!”“How does your little cunny feel now?” he asked. I jumped when I felt his hand slide over the curve of my ass, running back and forth over my cheeks. “It’s needy Daddy. Two wasn’t enough, I’m soaked Daddy and I didn’t get to nurse from Mommy today,” I whined, my ass lifting a little to follow his hand. “I’m not sure your twat can wait until your 18,” he said seriously. I’d never heard Daddy say the word twat before. It was so dirty. His hand slid down. "We all immediately agreed with this and giggled as we contemplated thereversal of the old chauvinistic male roles."We could even put the men behind a screen, like in the synagogues,"Auntie Beverly added.Rachel grinned but observed that any further alterations might just, -might just, - tip the committee in London over the edge."Besides," she continued, "the Bishop is pretty liberal but not quitethat liberal." Yes, and who'd have to pay for an expensive wooden screen?" Earl Westonadded smiling. "Make me cum!" she yelled demandingly. Taking me by pleasant surprise, I gave her nipple a slightly hard nibble. "Oh! God!" She yelled as she shoved my face down to her soaking plump pussy. "Thats where I need you," she said panting. I slid my finger into her slit and started to fuck her pussy while I licked and sucked her big hard clit. She was oozing in sweet juices. I slipped my hand down my jean shorts that had now had a soaked patch showing my desire. And began to rub my pussy. I had never.