..He would get a little more and then a little more of the nylon tie,... until at the very last,... finally cuts it free with out leaving so much as a...mark on the tender flesh! For those watching it is a once in a lifetime picture that is both an erotic, and sadistic sight as Deanna with incredible almost euphoric relief starts first to tremble, then shudder and lets out the most audible sexual sound of a woman. Di was kissing me and fondling my dick. My manhood had turned like a hot iron rod and was eager to enter my sister.Then Anu di was bending forward in doggy style. She guided my stout meat to the entrance of her flower and pushed her bum back giving me a signal to shove it deep in her.Understanding the signal, I gave a strong push and the whole length of my shaft embedded in my sister. “Aaaah.. Be.. Slow.. Ummm.. Ufff.. Pa..I..N..” my sister whimpered in pain. But I didn’t listen to her, I. . What isthat!?" This sudden outburst caused a few people nearby to hush them,but no one could see that Steven had just slid a finger into her moistslit."Come on," he said as he acted like nothing was happening, "what is withyou tonight?"She wanted to scream at him and explain that she had only been a womanfor a little over four hours, and that she was not interested withgetting fingered at the local cineplex.Yet the words did not come.Instead she thought of what her mother had said to her from. I did a lot of fishing in Canada, so I had looked up Inuit traditions concerning fishing. It sounds silly, but I wanted to know which god to nod towards, to encourage a good catch. The Inuit didn’t invent a plethora of gods and goddesses, like many other cultures did. Some cultures have a god of pots and pans, and such. So the closest I could find, was Qailertetang, who is a sort of weather spirit, guardian of animals and matron of fishers and hunters.Qailertetang was happy with me that day. We.