Dinner was even better. I became an ardent fan of aunt Shari's cooking. Shit-meatloaf could not have tasted better. We finished the large jug of cockt...il. We watched some inane movie and were ready for bed.Aunt Shari, Libby, Buster and grandpa went together. Uncle Tom, Harry and I slept together. We hardly slept. Uncle Tom had been dreaming of fucking me for some time and he refused to let me sleep even when I was half unconscious. I must have passed out three times but uncle Tom and his pet. Hopefully this will not be a problem in the future, for we now know our limits. All we need to do is remember we do have a limit and what that limit is.During our trip back to Wayside, I was surprised when Kim initiated further conversation about slavery during one of our rest breaks. It had only been a couple of days since Sereine had taken her and the others on a visit to the Slave Market.During the rest stop, we had been comparing the social problems on Earth with those that exist within the. The ability to see the ground is important; the fire uncovered much ... including some deep footpaths. Millions of years ago this was all under water as evidenced by water abraded boulders of quartzite and affected by volcanic action shown by the shards of reheated obsidian.Because it can be sharpened to a 3 nanometer edge Obsidian is prime projectile point material.Obsidian is rare in New South Wales. It is more prevalent in Queensland but wherever magma flows over superheated silica sands. I knew that it was becoming sensitive so I moved my finger but kept on fucking her, my other hand moving back to her thigh, pulling her back onto my cock. Her head dropped onto the bed, her body relaxing, her breathing slowing. She looked back over her shoulder at me, her mouth slightly open, her breathing still deeper than usual. "I want you to cum inside me," she breathed. "Use me to make yourself cum."Her sexy, breathy instruction turned me on more and I felt the muscles at the base of my.