“It’s good not to dismiss what they told you. I’ve studied other cultures enough to know that there is usually a basis in fact for people’s be...iefs. The idea of clans and clan chiefs is how the Irish and Scots survived some rough times. The clans were scattered and isolated but had some contact with each other. If an especially gifted chief arose he would become part of legend, double so for a string of such chiefs. You definitely need to check this out. Who knows, it might be another avenue. But when I would see his face as Diogo talked I wondered differently. There was more of a shyness to him. More of a vulnerability. More of a frustration. More of a resentment? Whatever it was, I knew for sure Diogo had all the confidence and ego. And I was about to use this dynamic for some fun. I finished rolling off Pedro’s pants and, as I did so, slide my entire body downward. I smiled the most devilish smile to myself as I imagined the two brothers catching glances at each other.. I just kept right on going, paying her no mind as I drove my cock hard into her core. She grabbed my face and pulled us together kissing me fiercely as our bodies worked in unison as we slammed into each other. My right hand pinched her left nipple before I gripped it really hard and pulled it out about 2½ inches. She screamed as her back arched and her pussy clamped onto me harder than she had before, her second orgasm coursing through her tight young body as I just kept pounding into her. As. "What's this?" Erica asked as she started to help me pick up the papers. "It looks like a ticket."Erica was holding one of the pieces of paper in her hand. It was about two inches wide and six inches long. The side I could see was white, but the ones on the floor had yellow and black on them. I was reaching to pick one up when Erica gave a screech of joy."It is a ticket! Mark, this is a ticket to see 'Cats.' Wait, what's 'Cats?'" Erica screamed happily.I started gathering the pieces of paper..