Trapped for a Taste: My Step Sis Craves My Thick Cock in Doggy & Cowgirl

“They plan on dividing the world into fourteen districts. My own Jonathon had been so sick, and Kylie and I had been by his side for those three frightening days last November when the plague was unleashed by the demoness in Seattle. XXX May your unworthy slave-wife please be allowed to pee, Master?”
He scooped me up, throwing me over his shoulder like a sack of grain. What you did was too much, CeeCee.”
“You’re making too much over some meaningless sex,” his wife dismissed. Rose began her sermon, speaking of love and trust and intimacy. It was rewarding work and we were constructing our permanent church, a large monument to our Gods’ glory, up the street. “Oh yes!” I gasped, squeezing my cunt down on him. “You’re the one having the problem.”
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Trapped for a Taste: My Step Sis Craves My Thick Cock in Doggy & Cowgirl