" They not believe, for you killed further than any man can throw a spear." I also tell them of how you killed the three men of the east, the men who ...had killed my man and children."The conversation didn't go as above as it was a mixture of hand and facial expressions, but that was the gist of the conversation. I was sure that they were still a bit doubtful but at least for the time being are taking it a she said it was.On returning to the village there definitely was a different attitude. I could see your breasts swell and your nipples harden. I could even see how much wetter you were getting and could see your juices coming out of you and covering my hand. As I could feel the pressure building inside you I quietly said, “Come on, Baby. Watch what I’m doing. Open your eyes and watch me fuck you with my fingers. Just like when we were in the car and I used my magic fingers to get you off.” I watched as you slowly opened your eyes and turned your head so that you could see between. .. and kept extending it. When it reached seven inches and the end opened up like a tube, Shepherd scrambled backwards.“Wha--what the fuck are you?!”In Arnold Schwartzenegger’s voice, Demie responded, “Da Sperminator.”Other Tom laughed. I didn’t.Shepherd saw her pistol, still on the kitchen table, and rushed for it. Nobody tried to stop her, since it was empty. Nevertheless, she held it out toward Demie as if it would offer her some kind of protection. “You are going to help me find. So - - what about your sister - - is she good company for you? How old is she?" I asked, knowing I was now prying."She just turned 16 last month. She's a bit taller - - and has bigger breasts too. I wish mine were bigger too, so all the boys could look at my breasts like they do tto my sister." she said."Well -- if it makes you feel any better - - I must admit, I'm having a hard time trying not to look at your breasts. It's difficult to hide the fact that you are very well developed everywhere.