I was getting excited to finally get my retribution – not revenge – on Victor. I gave a thought to Karen, she has no idea what I’m going to do. ...ill it be too intense for her, will she beg me not to be so cruel? Down deep, does she have vestiges of feelings for this creep? Well, let’s see.I pulled the car around the back of the little cabin just in case someone is snooping or if there is a modicum of security in place.Karen joined me when we popped the trunk. We did not speak, but I think we. She begged for his wigglers in her.Steve smiled at that request. First because she was already pregnant, but mostly because he’d had a hopefully reversible vasectomy before setting off on his travels. One set of complications was preventable.There had been plenty of opportunities to impregnate women having a wide range of ages, starting with the rather young third wife of an African tribal chief who assigned her to his hospitality. Steve had been apprehensive but her precociousness and. Holy fuck! My own sister had sent me a pic of her own boob knowing full well it was for a treat to her little brother. I was already wondering how I could hide that picture away knowing it would probably give me enough wanking ammunition for the next 50 years!“So are u going to delete that one? Xx” she asked as if reading my mind.“Of course – but perhaps in a few minutes!” I said.“Lol, pervert! Xx” she replied.“Whoa, u started it!” I sent back.“True, and perhaps not a good example to set? Xx”. "Please do." She replied.Cameron handed her the chocolate mint honey and brushed her arm in the process. He noticed that Alana looked intensely at him as she pushed her tongue out to receive the spoon. He felt a stirring in his pants and blushed. She then smiled, knowing that her advance had worked.Being bold, he asked her "Would you like to taste it when it's warmed by body heat?" Mmmmm. Sounds yummy already." Alana said as she became aroused.He offered his wrist, wiped the skin with a cloth,.