Lovers had broken my fingers before but only one at a time. I'd done bone breaks a few times. The best was when a lover broke my leg. I was on crutche... for weeks. I loved it!I loved bondage. Growing up it was hard to get guys or girls to tie me up so I turned to older guys that lived around my house. Mr. Miller (He always wanted me to call him "Mr. Miller", never let me call him by his first name, even when we were fucking) was the closest thing I've ever had to a steady boyfriend. We were. .." You gotta take it out," she said, "or it'll be bad." It will?" Yeah," she giggled. "Don't you know where babies come from?" Yeah." I pulled her down and pushed with my hips, feeling her cum-filled pussy massaging my cock."Just don't put your stuff in me," she said again and I couldn't believe she didn't know I'd already put a big, huge load of ball juice inside her."I won't," I promised."Good." She kissed me again. "I'm not supposed to do this. Mom's gonna kill me if she finds out." I won't. The next day their men returned to confirm that Guthrum had agreed to meet with them. The men advised that the Danes were very hostile towards them and they advised Mac to keep all fifty of his troops with them at all times. Mac thought that sounded like good advice and they set out for the Viking camp with rifles at the ready.As they neared the camp Mac could see what his scouts meant. The tents were tattered and everywhere men looked tired and beaten. It was clear that this was a force that. And I didn’t care how closely related we were. It was beautiful. Mutual. We both wanted it. We came together like any two people who love each other.”“Any regrets?” Elisabet asked.“No,” I said. “Why would I have any?”“You are on trial for loving her and the rest of your family, doesn’t that change your mind?” Elisabet asked.“Objection,” Ed Thomas said. “Leading the witness.”“Sustained,” Judge Coburn said.“Let me rephrase,” Elisabet said, smiling. “You have no regrets at all?”“None.”“Not even.