The girl had returned to the wooden shack she called home to a slight surprise, after opening the flimsy door that acted as the portal to the main roo... that held a small fireplace against the far wall, with a metal cooking pot hanging over it, next to the fireplace in the far right corner was her bed-made of squashed down grass in a large sack, on the left wall near the front door were two doors, one led to the storeroom where they held grains, rice, dough and various salted meats. The other. I had seen his cock and watched him masturbate. Why in the world would he think I would be offended if he was sporting a hard-on under his pajama as he walked around the apartment raiding the refrigerator and snack drawer? He didn’t flaunt it. He just didn’t hide it. I never failed to check it out and hoped I did not get caught staring.In the mornings over breakfast, he would regale me with our neighbor’s antics if Abram and Brenda put on a performance the previous night. I did not feel that he. "I want to try that lube out, take off your clothes and bring me some.As soon as I had my pants down she took a handful of the lube and stroked my cock to it's fully erect state. "Feels great, and it seems to work well, now time to see how it tastes!" With that she shoved the whole length of my cock down her throat. I was in pure ecstasy."Nice choice" she said after I filled her mouth with my cum. "Tastes good with cum too!" she laughed.Neither of us slept very well, too excited. The next. She’s fifteen and she’s done breeding. The horse beside her is her daughter, Sandusky. She’s going to be my new breeder once she’s old enough. These are no different than any other part of my business sector. My handbag line sells really well and the line of malt shops we opened have been a success so far. Those are the three largest income streams outside of my music.”I let out a long breath as Liz turned the cart around and headed back toward the house – or the mansion, I guess. The house had.