She just asked you to give her over for my use, to be fucked any way I wanted. Things and people can profoundly change. In the interest of good manner...s would you allow me to touch your slave while I ask her a few questions?”Carl knew him well enough that bad manner was just not is style. He had also learned to trust Lord Blackmon. This strange behavior had to be leading somewhere. “Sure, I would ask that you not hurt her without asking me.”“Oh, most certainly.” Lord Blackmon turned his. I was excited and wanted to reply and ask for more, but I didn't want to interrupt. So I waited for about 20 minutes before she came back. She was alone, and when she came closer she said to my ear, moaning: "Humm. Let's go home and fuck." I readily got up and we said a few goodbyes (except for our friend, who was still somewhere inside the house), and then left. On the way home I aked her a few times about what happened, but she refused to say anything, just smiling. Once we were in our. Standing there holding on to my skirt feeling very damp and tense between my legs. finally l got in and dropped my skirt and panties sat down, put my head back and resumed my playing, it was alot easier now and l could really work my fingers and thumb. l closed my eyes and fantersised about a freind of mine l had had a drunken fumble with a few nights before (another tale to tell). l was squeezing one of my boobs and pinching my erect nipple with my other hand which l just love. The jolting of. Pulse...pulse...pulse...as I orgasmed my cervix was opening up and closing again, allowing my brother to shoot his potent seed directly into my possibly fertile womb. I couldn't stop cumming at the thought.Finally, he let go of me and my orgasm eventually calmed down. My body felt like a wet noodle.It might not happen, I told myself. My period was irregular, so maybe I wasn't fertile right now? He came inside me twice yesterday. What's once more the next day?---I woke up. Where was I? I could.