She must have loved me at first, what small six year old girl could possibly not love a baby brother? But as the years passed resentment grew, and alt...ough I didn't recognize it at the time, I know now that I induced in her incredibly strong emotions, a love/hate pendulum that threatened her happiness.When I was ten, eleven, twelve, she would often wrestle with me as we played, and looking back I can still see the joy in her eyes as her sixteen or seventeen year old body sat astride me, forcing. "Ow!" Of course not! A proper Goddess doesn't disrobe for a bunch of pay-pigs!" So what is this? Like feet pics and cleavage shots?"Heather cocked her head, her blonde locks shaking as she offered himthe stink eye and a sardonic sneer."So far, it's mostly just pics in my Domme outfits and a littleinteracting with my fans." You have fans?" More every week." And they're paying you that much? Just for clothed pics and chitchat?" Mmmhmm, and this is nothing! It's really gonna start growing when. I put my knees next on the seat next to him and started sucking on his cock again. “Mmmmm, your cock taste so good I can’t get enough.” I said licking the shaft of his cock up and down. He didn’t say anything he just pulled my press over my ass and started fingering me. “You’re so wet baby! I think you need to get on top of me mom.” He told me. I did what he asked, and guided his hard cock into my moist slit. “Oh my fucking God! You’re so hard baby. You like it when mommy fucks you?” I asked. He asked the dispatcher to have Dean stop in his office at shift change. When Dean reported in, Percy explained the outcome of the murder.They stopped for a beer with the team. It was a time to celebrate.Christmas was rapidly approaching. Thanksgiving was celebrated with hunters who were staying with them at that time. Angela did not join them for dinner but stayed in bedroom. Every time she saw any hunters she withdrew further into her shell.Percy and the family put up a huge tree in the den..