One time she came back into my man-cave and saw us kissing with me with my big paw on Julie’s ample backside like she was my property forever and a ...day. I saw the immediate frown on her face and really watched my actions after that because I didn’t want any lecture from her about knocking up the poor girl and spoiling her life with her supposed intended before she even got started. Thankfully, my sister never got the suspicion that we were actually married because we never really acted like a. . he screwed me ... he shagged me ... he shafted me ... with his long, fat ... hard cock ... his prick ... his dick ... his pecker … in my just married cunt ... my twat ... my snatch ... impregnating me ... knocking me up.”The profanity, the driver’s eyes, the public spot right beside cars driving by, and the confessed memories were enough. She crossed the Continental Divide and tumbled down the slope of orgasm. Her twitches were powerful, and her hands busy through all of them while looking at. ______________________________________________________________________________The next morning I woke up to Kaitlin getting out of bed. I shifted deeper into the warm covers, as she lifted the blankets, letting a blast of cold air hit my feet. I watched as Kaitlin yawned and stretched, arching her back in the sexiest way possible. She left my line of sight, but the sound of water running told me she was getting into the shower. Soon, I was back asleep.I was woken up again to the smell of citrus. . and losing wrestler.”Nicole looked very confused. “You didn’t know, did you?” mare said softly.“I guess not,” Nicole answered.“Since this is a contest between slaves,” Frank continued, “the winning slave gets nothing.” He chuckled, “The losing slave, however, gets her ass tanned by the winner. The number of strokes is determined by the number of minutes left in the ten-minute round when the loser is pinned. Six swats for each minute left.” He paused and then said, “mare and cowgirl, into the.