"I want you to eat my pussy." Molly said in a small voice."Yeah, okay." Jack agreed and Molly slowly rolled off him. She watched him get to his knees ...nd got into position, spreading her legs wide for him. Molly's body tingled as she watched her brother move between her legs, taking in the image of her pink pussy, then she whimpered as he pressed his lips to her vulva and started kissing her."Oh god!" Molly moaned as her little brother started hungrily devouring her cunt. He licked and sucked,. "I, sort of, rescued her. In my defense, they shot at me first! Marina beat the rapist to death, but Abella thinks Marina did it in my name. These people are starting to think all good things happen because I will them."I smiled at Colonel Peters and his men. "I'll be happy to assign her privilege to anybody who raises their hand. I have to warn you--if she kills you, I'm going to believe her when she says you tried to turn her against me. I'm a bit of a coward that way, but the Hag Catwal did. ”She worked her legs apart until her shorts were tight, forming a bridge between her legs.I stepped back and looked at her panties. “My goodness, your panties look wet. Do your panties feel wet to you, Sara?”She nodded.“Out loud, please. Do your panties feel wet to you?”“Yes.”“Yes, what?”“Yes, my panties feel wet.”“My panties feel wet…?”“Um…Master?”“Yes. Tell me, do good little girls get wet panties from tales of slaves and whips and stuff?”She shook her head.“Out loud, please.”“No, good little. Except for trig.’ ‘Me, too,’ Bobby said, ‘but I guess I can manage. After all, we’ve just got a year left, right?’ Desiree nodded. Bobby set his soda on the table, stood up, and walked over to where the young woman was standing. ‘You know,’ he said. ‘We ought to make the best of the time we have before I have to go home, don’t you think?’ Desiree looked at him, smiled, and nodded again. Bobby pulled the slender young woman into his arms. She moved against him and buried her face in his chest..