Sofia, who came from more humble beginnings loved the space that the house provided, spending time there and arranging weekend sleepovers as often as ...ossible. The families were members of the same Church and therefore, Sofia’s usually overbearing parents allowed these regular escapes, trusting that their values would be kept up while their daughter visited this like-minded family. And, for the most part they were correct. Regardless of their fortune, Yasmin’s parents maintained strong Catholic. That was the good news, but the bad news was that one of my buckshot pellets had punched a hole in the coffeepot, and now it was damned near empty!Well, there was nothing else for me to do but to feed the five horses, mine included, and to fix me some supper. At least, I did have a hot stove to use for cooking and a regular bunk for sleeping. My only real complaint was over that wasted coffee!I did drag the four bodies over against the wall after I searched each one for valuables. I collected. "Anyway, on my birthday that year I was lying on my bed when everything around turned the same funny reddish-purple color and I got a really bad headache. It was weird, like I was seeing everything with double vision, only the blurred part of the images was that funny color."Mom gasped and we both looked at her to see what was wrong. She saw we were looking and knew that some kind of explanation for her gasp was required."That's what happens when a wizard emerges. I can vaguely recall it. Suddenly Peter grunted, stayed quiet for some seconds and I knew he had filled Ana´s anus. A few minutes later I noticed my wife climbed out from the hot water pool. As she did I could see Peter watching her ass as he smiled, proud of his fucking job. She barely could walk straight; I knew he had torn her anus off by his brutal fucking. She deserved it.I went back to our room and waited for her. I could not believe Ana was surrounding her asshole every night to our friend, but it was true. She.