As he found a plan forming within his mind. "So sister, you think you could dominate his soul?" he asked witha smile forming onto his lips. "Of course..., any man could be dominated very easily" she said ina quick response. "I will make a bet with you, Willow." he said slowly, hoping shecould go along with it. "What kind of bet?" she asked cautiously. "Well you think you could make him your slave and I think I could makeLana mine. How about who ever is able to...turns out to be the. And one night after reading about this, and watching some clips of guys eating messy cunts on the internet, she wanted me to do it but I balked."You wanna eat your cum from my hot cunt, doncha honey?" she barked in my ear as I pounded her one night, her long, muscular legs wrapped around my ribs and urging me on."Honey," I groaned. "You know I wanna make you happy but you know what happens after I cum, we've talked about this before." Yeah, I know," she hissed. "I know you can't make yourself. Nature forgotten, they spent the rest of the day having her pose for him at various locations, egging each other on to ever more risqué shots. Shenan Oaks Park was isolated, and there was little chance of being caught. Just a hint of danger, but no real risk. That seemed to be Fiona’s kink. She played to it with gusto, showing off her sun-darkened nut-brown skin at his prompts, figuring out poses of her own that were far more erotic than anything he might have considered, tantalizing with the. Impoverished them. But let them stay on to struggle anew. Later that year she had lost Marty, stomped by that stubborn old gray mule. ‘Ssshh, hush,’ the river muttered, delivering its soothing message to her aging ears, as always only to her. She had accepted one more man. Delvin, the strong stupid one. She had needed his broad shoulders to help with the work and so she had also to submit to his probings and gruntings and thrustings. At least he had demanded nothing of her but clean laundry and.