Dave had never seen Iris this angry, and even the normally fearless Frank shrank back."I'm really sorry," he pleaded, too innocent to realise that her... rage wasn't directed at him."I'm not angry at you. Any boy your age would get hard and come if a gorgeous girl started sucking him. But Dahlia—aaargh!" Iris roared instead of finishing the sentence, and rolled off the bed before darting to the door. Dave immediately went after her, and if she hadn't had to stop and open the door, he probably. You have been thinking for a long time about the journey, about who you might ask, about the people in your life that could lend you the greatest aid.Your mother has the skills of a master chef and was once a well-renowned warrior for the village, in the War of Spades almost twenty years ago. But she has a home to take care of; it might be hard to ask that of her.Your father was similarly a commander in battle (which was where he met and courted your mother). He has sway with some commanders in. This game is a safe space to explore themes of questionable consent for the purposes of titillation. At any time you have the freedom and power to stop reading any content that makes you uncomfortable. That is your safety. Chapters that contain anything that goes towards non-consensual content will be clearly marked. No content in this story should be taken as and endorsement of rape or assault in real life.)(Story Update: I'm eliminating the "Suspicion" stat. I don't really like it, have no. My body was shaking all over. I picked up the nylons and saw it was black Wolford’s, and under them there was a white thong. I took the thong up to my face, and took some big sniffs. Ooh boy, I could have exploded just there, but luckily I did not! I was so freaking horny and started licking the thong all over. Her sweet pussy juice just tasted so great. I then bent down to take the pantyhose and smelled them too. Again, I inhaled the odour from her toes. Oh my god, this women had the smell of.