Her slickened finger pushed in, her asshole clamping down on the unnatural act being inflicted on it. It sought to push it out, the only response it h...d previously performed. She pushed in further, her hips arching up higher, trying to escape the r****g digit in her asshole. It was now in up to the knuckle, her fingers turning, the bony appendage rubbing harshly inside her silky insides.“Good, now two fingers, stretch open again for us to see inside you. Prepare your asshole for our appendages. I knew that you would turn out to be the right man, but still I had to wait. Now I can wait no more."Little Mule made a polite noise before she entered. She carried drinks, and sat them on the ground in front of Fighting Hawk. When he nodded she understood that he wanted her to leave. She quickly clasped his hand, and left the lodge. Gray Eagle frowned and took his head in his hands. Fighting Hawk poured them each a drink and waited for Gray Eagle to continue.Gray Eagle sipped the drink and as. “So, yeah.” I shrugged apologetically. “Like I said, I don’t imagine you take ‘no’ for an answer very often. Nevertheless...” “That’s what you’re saying?” “Yeah.” She sat forward, grinning, and her eyes gleamed as she looked at me. “I’ll tell you a secret, Ken.” Her voice was quiet, almost conspiratorial. “I don’t take ‘no’ for an answer, ever. Senior officers I go around, competitors I go through, junior officers and enlisted men I just roll right over.” I sat forward as she had, putting our. "My god, I hadn't done that in over a year, before she reached puberty and before she began to develop curves and bumps. My mouth was very dry and I forced myself to swallow as I considered what was happening. Over the past year as I took notice of how my daughter was growing, I think deep down that I knew that if I could, I just might touch her and more. When we were alone, I often found myself looking at her growing body as if she was a female first, a daughter second. At the same time, I.