Gail noticed he was sizing her up so she quickly averted her eyes."I thought you said she was a willing slut," Fred asked."She is," Mr. Young said. He... turned to Gail. "Right, slut? Didn't you say how much being a slut means to Bobby?"The mention of her son's name took the fight out of Gail. Her shoulders slumped and she nodded her head."What was that?" Mr. Young said. "Are you a willing slut?"Gail looked up and nodded again."I can't hear you." Yes." Yes what?" I'm a willing slut." Gail lowered. The Gaunts family riches were believed to be exhausted although only time will tell.You are quite a looker, maybe you are just handsome, or maybe its something to do with those eyes. There is something about your eyes that cannot be explained. Sometimes in the mirror you can see what can only be described as Serpent like eyes looking back at you, you are unsure what causes this, from what you have found out about your eyes could be a factor that causes people to become influenced and charmed by. Now, back to Dawn, what do you think about me taking her for a wife also? I like her a lot, and I agree about Bear, but I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around the idea. Where and when I come from, the women would try to kill me if I even suggested such a thing. Here and now, they not only seem happy about it, they’re the ones actually making the suggestion.’ Grandpa tried to hide his grin at my discomfort and confusion, but his tone was serious when he told me, ‘Don’t forget – they were. She had to mean it. He nudged closer, allowing his cock to touch the soft skin of her inner thighs. His dick pulled him toward her pussy like a magnet to steel. "I...I..." she stammered, "I'm not on the pill or anything."He groaned inside. He didn't have any condoms. But he didn't think that would have mattered anyway. She wasn't ready. "Have you ever, uh...ever sucked a guy before?" he asked hopefully."You mean sucked his...his thing?" she asked.It was almost funny. "Yeah," he said. .