Maggie’s mention of the anklet reminded me of something. “You’re not wearing the anklet now.”“I only said I would wear it on the trip. I�...m home now.”“When did you take it off?”“I left it at Michael’s apartment.”“Does that mean you’re going back again?”“No, it means I haven’t got it anymore.”“Why?”“I’ll explain later.”We were arriving home and once we were in the house, I made Maggie a cup of tea. I waited while she went to change into a pair of jeans and t-shirt, and we sat on the sofa. Mr. Jones’s dick hangs down almost to his knee, and is bigger around than my arm. I could barely get the head in my mouth. Yes, I put it in my mouth and he shot all this white stuff down my throat, and I swallowed all of it, and he gave me 100 dollars. I took off all my clothes and let him touch me all over, and it felt so good, I passed out. I had cream coming out of my pussy, like never before. He stuck his fingers in all my h-les, but couldn’t get it very far in my pussy, because he said. "That's impossible; I didn't even know what she looked like!" "But you knew of her existence and you suspect that she is going to be important to Dòmhnall in the future. That was enough to allow your new gift to bring her to you like this." "Why will she be important for Donnie?" "You can answer that question for yourself, Katie. In fact, with the gift that Fionne has given you, you will be able to answer all of the important questions that are going to affect Dòmhnall's future path." With that. He had a big one too, a lot bigger than Jeremy's, I was sure. And Lick's penis was made for fucking! It wasn't all blunt and shaped like a club or something, Licorice had a beautiful cock. The tapered head was designed for penetration, pointed like a spear and sorta narrow at both ends, but really thick in the middle. And the knot..."Ohhhh..." I took a deep breath and let it out slowly as I remembered how that bulge of hard muscle had felt stretching my little pussy so good the night before. I.