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But you resisted too much, so here we are.” Ian seemed to shut down like he had in the dining nook, but Silas ignored it this time. He worked Ian’s slacks open, only met with weak resistance from Ian’s hand, but he pinned them both over Ian’s head with one of his own hands. Ian’s squirms made sliding his slacks down a bit difficult, but Silas’s member pulsed with anticipation while he worked. He finally slid them over his hips and down to his knees, where the boy’s shifting actually made it easier to slip them to his ankles and off of one foot. He didn’t bother with the slacks any further, as Ian lay bare naked before him. Tears slipped from the corners of Ian’s eyes and soaked his hair. Silas ran his free hand through the wet strands, feeling a heat in his core knowing he caused those tears, and there were going to be more before he was through. He let go of the boy and leaned back to slip a tiny bottle of lubrication from his pocket, Ian whimpering at the sight of it. Silas chuckled. “You’re just precious. You’re really afraid of me, aren’t you? You should be.” Ian looked away, using his free hands to push himself up and scoot away from his brother. Silas dropped the cap of the bottle in order to swipe one of Ian’s arms out from under him, causing him to fall back to the carpet. “Stay still.” Silas shifted so he could lift a knee and pin Ian’s chest down. He found the cap of the bottle again and, after squeezing some of the lubrication into his palm, he replaced it and tossed the bottle aside. He tugged his slacks down a little further, baring more Big Tits of his hips, and rubbed the liquid over his member. It clung to my skin in those wet places and even bled through my bra. Smiling to himself, Dave remembered when he first met Nimue and how he had been deathly afraid of offending her in this exact way. “Oh, no, not at all!” moaned Tiffany. “Come here,” I asked her, “I want you to try something.” “Get to massaging my unicorn!” moaned Stefani. He laid still not Big Tits sure just what to do but thinking about what was to come. “Ok, that's enough.” Her transformed mind filled with confusion and fear, knowing only for certain that she was going to die? He couldn’t believe she’d remembered their conversation about it after everything. "Hey there, little thing," a tall boy with blonde curly hair greeted her with a gleeful gaze that traveled from her sandals to her chin and then back down to her bikini top. Stir my asshole up and make me cum! "Oh shit, that would have been hot." “My Daddy always said there were two kinds of girls….” Eddie booms out in his best Master-of-Ceremonies voice. "Come on, baby," he whispered. Why did I expect any different?