I watched as Emma worked her hands back and forth as she peeled off the warm silky garment. Tanya’s legs came together as Emma drew them down her le...gs and off over her sexy strappy sandals.“Can umm ... would it be okay if I gave Uncle Jeff your panties. He likes panties,” Emma said looking over her shoulder at me briefly before turning back to Tanya.“Sure,” Tanya said as her eyes locked on mine and she gave me a knowing smile. “He can do whatever he wants with them. They’re his to keep.” Emma. She gave a loud yelp from the shock. She thought Kenny was reinserting his fingers again to continue the torture. Something was different, however. Whatever was going up inside her, it was massive. It wasn't his fingers. It was something else. The object was slowly and painfully stretching her. The only relief she felt was how slick the object was when it went in. Kenny used his own bottled lubricant this time."Almost there..." Kenny cajoled. "You're probably happy I warmed up your ass before. I was young, had no family and yearned for the adventure of it.From the first, Leif asked his famous father to be our leader. Erik pleaded his years weighed too heavy on him but Leif silvertongue talked him round. Now, as some of you know, the knarr is a trading ship with a high freeboard and fixed mast. It needs fewer men than a drakkr and has fewer oars. We only row a knarr in and out of port. Nigh on ten hands of men stepped forward to answer Leif's call but he chose only four and thirty to. Once upon a time, (I think it may have been last month), in a kingdom far away, (it might have been down the road, past the big red barn, and down the a****l trail to the right), there stands an old windmill, and in that old windmill lives a young tinker. Now this tinker was many centuries ahead of his time, having just discovered electricity last week, and created the electric light bulb the other day. He is just putting the finishing touches on his latest invention that he's going to call a.