She expected to find herself in her bed staring at the ceiling. What actually happened was rather different. Feeling slightly dazed, she staggered and...her eyesight was at first hazy and then as the focus came back, she found herself being spoken to by a girl in a long beige night dress. She knew it wasn’t her sister. This girl had long mousy hair like her own and her voice was wrong. “What are you doing here! Are you the new girl?” Said the girl. “Who are you? Why are you in my house? Asked. The drive was shorter than expected with the kids looking over Twattvillewith wide eyes as the close homes were different than the ones they hadseen in the other big cities. Greta smiled at their reaction, it was thesame that her own kids had when they first arrived in Winnisimmet nearlyfive years before. It was different than they were used to, and with timethey'd get used to their new home.Greta was met at the house by her daughter Jessica and future son-in-lawEric Vincent. The two didn't. This wasn’t a heavy work so I objected.But she said to start with it and later she’ll allot more. Now arguing wasn’t a feature of mine and so I didn’t. Next day I went with them to see the road and school. The school wasn’t far away. But the location it was situated was an isolated location, few complex nearby and no residential area.The nearby area was open fields and few areas had thick bushes, and 5-6 feet’s high shrubs. So from the next day, I started to perform my duty. I rushed to drop. I grabbed her head hard in my hands, pulling her down, onto my shaft . Then I started fucking her mouth, driving my cock down her throat with an uncaring force until spittle ran down her chin. I held my rampant cock deep in her throat until her face reddened with effort and her eyes watered, but she never even tried to resist my strength. She only braced her hands on my hips and eagerly accepted my thrusting anger, gagging loudly as she took every inch. "Is this what you want, you bitch?" I.