She let out a slight moan. I thought I was tickling her so I stopped. Lea said “Let’s just play dares, truths are boring.”“Sure.”My entire l...fe I went followed whatever my cool, older cousin said. Seeing and touching Lea’s mound sparked all sorts of interest I never imagined. I wondered if Lea had hair around her butthole like she did her pussy. This was my cousin, better than a best friend, my blood relative and I wanted to see her butthole. I wanted to do more than just see it. Hell, I wanted. The moans and groans of the two men soon filled the room, as did the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, and the gagging and choking that was coming from Alexis.She felt a new sense of arousal overtake her senses at that point. It was a feeling that was altogether different than the regular arousal she felt when masturbating or when she and her husband had sex. Having the extra energy from the third person in the room really added something to the mix. A bit of je ne sais quoi, to what was. George does not realize that he is losing the chess games because he is preoccupied with trying to avoid Linda. He silently blames his mother and then goes and gets another victim. Each Wednesday evening while they are playing chess, George subtly queries Robert for information about the rapist plaguing New Orleans. Although Robert is careful in divulging classified information, George is able to use what information he receives to his own advantage. Olivia believes that the rapist is closely. He stood at attention, but was shaking slightly as we watched our new governor gaze intently into a viewscreen. Minutes passed while the man made adjustments to the picture. Around the room six other men gazed into their own viewscreens. Many were using tablets to write notes as they examined the pictures. As this went on James and Yvette stood silently.Terrence was sitting alone at a table. He had nodded when we entered, but then turned his attention to the back of Governor Johanes. Terrence.