Her lower portion was covered with what I could onlydescribe as a long Centaur skirt. Across her back was slung a bow andquiver of hunting arrows."Mom...a, is this why you were asking about others like Marta?" asked Tuti."I had no idea they were here," I answered as I stood up and steppedcloser."My name is Erika Tyler, and you are?" I asked."Delrina, and the one with the attitude?" she could only be speaking ofTuti."Is my Foster daughter, Tuti. Daughter of the Iridani Herds Spirit Woman,Fire," I. No.. Please, no. Oh, but you love getting fucked. Remember? Its what you were born to do? He was still mocking her. When was she ever going to learn. He had warned her to be careful what she wished for but she just couldnt help herself. She so desperately wanted to be his paintoy, to fulfill that sadistic side of him. He brought his cock up to her ass hole. Hold your cheeks apart. No…. No, please. God. No. Hold your fucking cheeks apart you little bitch or ill make it worse, much worse. She. But he knew that domination, not seduction, was what was called for. He cleared his throat, to help keep his composure. Wendy felt goosebumps forming on her bare skin. Even though blindfolded, she could sense that Sir Marcus' eyes were upon her naked and exposed form. This was exciting to her, but she also worried that he might find flaw with her. "I like your body, Slave Wendy - it pleases me." Wendy breathed a sigh of relief. "Raise your arms, please." Wendy raised her dainty arms skyward.. I feel uncomfortable having it happen so soon. It's the inevitable confrontation with my parents that I don't want to face."Rachel finds the marshmallows, "Well, just tell them that they're not allowed to just barge in anymore."As they stroll outside, hand in hand, Sean agrees, "Good idea! Make them call first.... Hey Jeff! Got that fire blazing, eh, good buddy?"Grabbing some marshmallows, "Yeah, so what are you fine citizens talking about?" We're talking about the two of you possibly selling.