“Listen, princess, perhaps where you are from, you are used to getting your way. However, with me it will never be the case. You are going to be wit...hout a house if you don’t toe the line and I am not the only one who doesn’t care for your attitude. Losing the support of a Pact house would leave you without a means to get the materials you need to continue your craft unless you go into the Dungeon to get the money and materials yourself. Doing all that by yourself, while still trying to make. So, from behind it is impossible to recognise them. Meenal and Preeti both were pretty fair skinned, almost same height (Preeti was about an inch taller), and both had stats of 33-25-34.Coming to this incident, this story was narrated by Meenal to us, So, I am telling you in her words only.Hi, I am Meenal and this story involves me and my cousin Preeti who is 5 hours younger to me. We were best of friends, went to same school, same class, wear same clothes and so on. Our mothers being real. I felt the hair on my head laying on my face and the pulling on my chest along with the wet crotch reminding me of yesterday. Jeff & Bob were talking happily as I got out of my sleeping bag, aware of my wetness as I stood up, my breasts pointing sorely out. My pussy and ass ached from the abuse of the night before and I still had the feeling that a phone pole was in some foreign hole near my ass. I hoped it had been a dream, but the strange smiles on Jeff and Bob's faces told me it was still. The next day -- yesterday -- the husband texted. He said his wife was horny out of her mind and needed extra help. Could we make it out? As their older k**s were still home from college we couldn't go there and with our k**s home we couldn't play here. He volunteered to get a motel room in town. We still had the problem of needing a parent home with our k**s, so my wife said it was fine if I wanted to go "help". After all, she'd let me do the same thing on a number of other occasions with.