“So he got you too Mom?” she smiled My Mom was in shock, and her first instinct was to put some clothes on. I gestured for her to sit down. I sat ...own beside her and patted my lap. Kayleigh made her way over, still a bit woozy from the drugs. She sat her perfect ass down on my lap. I smiled at my mom as I felt up my naked sister and groped her breasts. “W-what’s going on?” my mom stammered “It’s simple, Mother-slave, meet Sister-Slave.” I laughed, as did Kayleigh “I missed you Master.” She said. The Hopewell believe that a child's spirit gets created at birthing, not at conception." Okay." They can't forgive the child for being sired by their enemy, because the child doesn't exist yet. So if nobody steps in to take over siring the child, the Hopewell belief is that the pregnant mother should be cut out of the tribe." That doesn't make sense." With our understanding of conception, of course not. These people are so much better than us in some ways, sometimes we forget that in other ways. I keep a fast pace, slamming her tight cunt for another fifteen minutes as she came again, her cunt convulsing, her eyes rolled up, her mouth has been drooling - her contorted face in the throes of an agonizing orgasm made her look so beautiful and sexy, my lust is pushed over the edge and I came in bucket loads inside her cunt as she tries to survive her tormenting orgasm. She bucks and flails for several minutes, my monster buried to the hilt keeping her pinned to the bed. She took another. Once I was walking near her house at night after dinner around 11’o clock I sow someone in she house form window it was not so clear so I went close to window I was shocked and happy at other side seeing the picture inside children were sleeping inside bed room (our qtrs. Was small houses 1bhk ) and room was locked from outside I sow aunty and uncles friend smooching each other and that manh was pressing her breast on nighty after seeing that for few seconds I dick was hard rock precumed I.