I introduced a hint of nobility to my name which helped break the ice with the snow queen. She had expected the CoG (who I never got to call by his na...e) to be promoted in the capital, but the border posts were important, auspicious positions and he’d held the peace in the north perhaps too successfully, meaning he got left there. She had come to accept it now, and as I say, they had found compensations in the way they had approached physical satisfaction in the privacy of this northern. How the hell did they learn to do that, huh?“Then this lady used a sloping hole she had dug in the hard ground as a pattern to work the thick clay against to form the beginning shape of a big clay jar. Once she had the bottom third of the jar formed, she turned the new jar-to-be on edge and kept working it around and around in the sloping hole, adding more thick mud as she needed it. By the time she was done, she had a big, potbellied jar that would hold maybe five gallons. It even had handles. We bonded almost instantly and over the next four years, developed a close connection. I also watched him grow into a really hot young man. By the time he turned 16 he was smoking, he went from a long blond to a high and tight like his dad, and I swear his eyes turned got even bluer. At his 16th birthday swim party, I swear he was flirting, Joseph said it was just wishful thinking, but I know better. As I was upstairs changing, he came into the room to get changed as well. Ok, nothing wrong. Spreading my butt cheeks, she spat on my asshole and I flinched. Before I knew it, Stella had her thick cockhead pushing at my asshole.She whispered in my ear to get ready and I just tensed my body. She slowly began to push into my tight asshole and it hurt me so badly; but she then hissed that she was going to make me her whore tonight…Hearing this, made my stir cock get even harder.She pushed a little more and I moaned, as slutty Stella drove in more. I yelled out loud in pain, as she gave me.