If anything, I deserved to be hurt because of the abrupt way I’d treated him.“How did you find out about her anyway?” Wade questioned. “I can�...�t even remember her name.” “I didn’t know anything.” I replied. “I was just fishing.”Wade’s face blushed beet red realizing he’d been tricked. He kept apologizing but I wasn’t hearing any of it. Putting my fingertips to his mouth, I got him to stop.“You don’t have to apologize for anything.” I asserted, kissing him lightly on the lips. “You didn’t to. The ladyplayed with her dagger, raping the maid with the handle. Then thelady went over to the cook and came back with a bunch of carrotsand a turnip. "Tell me who placed you here, and what you werelooking for." There was no response, so the lady pushed one carrotinto the exposed anus, until only greens were showing. She did itagain and again, leaving the suspended maid with a bush of carrot tops like a tail, while her rectum was painfully stretched by the bunchof carrots. "And do you. I'm sure you would have been perfectly happy fucking me without knocking me up." Maybe," Ken admitted with bemused grin as he caught the humor in his sister's voice, "but I wouldn't have enjoyed the fuck nearly as much. Speaking of fucking are you sure you don't want to?" I'd love to fuck," Dannie said with an exasperated sigh, "but I'm just too big now. As much as I love fucking it's hard to enjoy it when my belly is this big and my tits are so full of milk." Well even if we can't fuck," Ken. Deep. Nice.He slides his arms beneath me and holds me and begins to thrust deeper, in and out, full strokes. Slowly at first, but gradually increasing pace and force until we cling to each other. With my arms and legs wrapped around his body, I am riding him as much as he rides me into the carpet.I cum repeatedly, violently, but he is relentless. Between my orgasms, I feel sexually exhausted and my mind drifts as Judd continues to stroke into me. I worry about rug burn, I think about Peter, I.