Grab a bucket each of you and follow me!"He took two buckets himself and led the way to the brook. He showed them a place where the water was clear an...d deep enough to fill the buckets. They dragged the filled buckets into the cabin. Pelle started a fire and they filled the first large kettle with water to heat. The rest was poured into the wooden tub. They made two more trips to the brook to fill the tub.This time of the year the water in the brook was not really cold, but Pelle knew that cold. He then removed all his all his clothing once more and told me that as punishment for not washing his dick, I would now have to suck it until it was nice and clean. I protested and told him that I could never do that however he was not listening to my pleas, instead he just grabbed me by my shirt collar and forced me down to his crotch. He then ordered me to start sucking or face the disciplinary committee on my first day in boarding school, he continued by informing me that once somebody was. " "That's really to bad, but as I always say the best thing to do to get over a broken heart is to fuck someone knew. My house is empty, feel free to come over, I'll be wait." and with that he turn on his heel and went to his house, leaving the door wide open. Sam stood there, wonder what just happened, she grabbed her guitar and put it in the house, and slowly walked across the street. She paused before she stepped through the door. When she did she closed the door. "Hello?" she called out. I went out of that room with a sad face rubbing my cheek with my hands and sat on a chair, after my mother completed her breastfeeding she made my sister sleep and observed me that I am crying and a finger marks on my milky cheeks and she noticed that and tried to comfort me by trying to hug me, I was so angry on her so I pushed her and ran to the other end of the room, she noticed that I am so angry and asked what you want, without any hesitation I told her that I want to suck her boobs again.