He got in the passenger side. He asked if he could help. Her story rushed from her lips. She had run out of money, her car just died, and her doctor h...ad just told her that she only had a short time to live because of her cancer. Worst of all, who would or could, take care of her grand daughter?Jim pushed her car off the road and took her home. Home was a log home, two hundred yards off the road about two miles from where he had met Emma. Emma was very weak. After they got settled, and Emma had. Men who were no doubt in local gangs, criminals even. She was in danger, she knew that for sure. Even a strong, independent woman like her would start to shake in fear at the feeling.And yet, she was also getting wet. She bit her lip. The danger, the unknown aftermath of what was about to happen. It was all so...fulfilling. She loved it! She knew her life could end tonight if one thing went wrong. She had worked so hard to keep this extremely delicate balance. But gambling all of that every. “Fuck me with your cock, Ojo-sama,” groaned Sayuri.“Oh, I wish it was a real cock,” panted the princess. “That we both had them. Futanari. That would be wicked. Then you could be my husband and wife. My father wouldn’t have to find another.”“Yes, yes, yes,” gasped Sayuri, her breasts jiggling as she writhed. “Just keep stirring my cauldron with your thick stick, Ojo-sama.”“I will. I want you to boil about my stick.”So do it, Yoshiko moaned, trembling inside Sayuri.Mitsuko’s small breasts also. She knew I liked it clean shaved and she was ready. I sat near her legs and started licking her toes one at a time and moved slowly upwards, exploring every inch, taking my time on the inner side of her silky smooth thigh.Then I moved up and ran my tongue around her as she was dripping wet. Circling around her, close to her but never let my tongue touch her. I stopped and looked at her and I could see how much she wanted me to touch it and lick it. So I did just that. I ran my tongue from one.