" I'm fucking you mum." I breathed, "My cock's right up your cunt." Yes darling." she writhed beneath me and wrapped her legs tightly around my back, ..."My cunt's yours Danny, any time you want it, it's yours to fuck and lick."I lunged forward, and she squealed, "I'm going to fuck you every night mum and every morning too." Yes Danny, oh fucking hell, yes darling." I'm going to wake you up every morning with my tongue in your cunt." Yes, darling and I'll drink your spunk every day."She used her. Christina was very casually standing next to her with her arm seemingly d****d around Sarah’s shoulder but in fact there was still a fistful of hair clenched in Christina’s fist and I could see that she occasionally increased the tension in the hair in her hand by closing her fingers. And then gently but firmly, and almost imperceptively, shoving the girl’s head slightly forward then dragging it back into position, showing the girl she was like a puppet or marionette being manipulated by. "Oh. It must be just between your legs," I said. "I can't see that far in between them. You'll have to spread your legs a bit."She did as I said, but it wasn't quite enough."More," I urged her."I can't. My pants are in the way," my sister complained."OK, take them off then."I saw that she winced as she lifted her leg to remove her pants and I felt pity for her. There was after all some blood and it probably hurt a lot."Wait. I'll help you. Lay down on the bed, it'll be easier that way," I told. My pair of Indian scouts was resplendent in their blue jacket attire despite the distressing loin cloths below and they both carried an assortment of tomahawks that looked vicious enough to get the job done with no worries about damp powder or inferior firearms. They worked our line of march like trained bird-dogs flushing out any interlopers either in front or trailing us from behind.Corporal Langdon with his annoying Tory thinking relatives was not as happy about the move because he had.