” He paused, looked out at the barely visible ground below. “His names are interesting and telling. In Dutch, Koningh means ‘king’ and Hein me...ans ‘ruler of the house’.” He chuckled. “In a way, from birth, he has felt pressure.”That did explain some things about him. His comment that first night about not sleeping. I will have to make it a routine to administer ‘hot, sweaty, jungle-monkey sex’ on a regular basis.“He made a comment to me. About not worrying about my resigning without notice. Do. "Watch it in your own room, Queen Bitch!" was all I could muster in retaliation.The lure of the 52 inch screen was powerful, and Erika tried to act like the pouting child that expected to get her way. My response was cutting, although not insulting.I said, "Well see how it goes AFTER you've finished the dishes!"The little brat stormed off to her own room rather than take orders from me, and that was fine.Later, after dad had re-emerged from his own room to go to the kitchen, he inquired where. After about a minute Dave stopped and pulled his cock out. Phew thought Sonya, That was quick and not so bad. She looked up and saw that Daves cock was still rock hard and that there was no cum in the condom and that he was putting his face down in between her legs. Before she could do anything, she felt his tongue starting to probe her pussy. Whoa, stop, what the fuck do you think you are doing!? Thats not part of the deal! Its not one of the rules you gave and besides Ive never yet fucked a. It was larger than Adrian, my husband, and I was moaning like a whore in a porn movie. “Yes Trigger. Good boy” I was mumbling. Then I felt it. His knot. Swelling up and being forced inside me. I squealed but Trigger was unmoved. His instinct was to force it into his bitch. POP! It was in me and I was tied to him. His cock twitched and I guessed he was cumming. Then it happened again and again. Maybe four times. In the meantime I was rubbing my clit and cumming too. Tigger remained tied to me.