Alice was simply phlegmatic. She needed her pussy filled regularly, and soon after that Mike Brady had stepped into the saddle. Tonight, however,...Mike was probably freezing his nuts off in the woods. SoAlice took a page from Sam's old recipe book and had brought a large soup boneto bed with her. It was perectly smooth, no sharp projections or slivers, and sowould make an especially stimulating dildo. The joint at the end was large, butnot too large to get inside her. She had not cleaned it. “I need a taste of you now,” I moaned into her neck. Once my tongue had finally plunged into her wet folds, she melted under my oral manipulations, writhing on my desk and biting the back of her knuckles. I took my time, splashing whiskey over her smooth snatch and sucking it off her skin like an addict. I fingered her ass and plied her clit until she rolled with orgasms, bucking under my tongue and covering my mouth with tangy juices. Really, I could have worshipped that pussy all night. It. They found cum in her pussy, all over her face and tits and up her ass. Worst of all, she couldn’t even tell us who she was with, what they looked like or anything. She had been given some sort of date rape drug, and remembered nothing from the time she left the library to the time a maid found her tied over the back of a chair. The police tried everything, they even had her hypnotized. I was there for that, it was the most disturbing thing I ever watched. To see your sister acting out the. Tara was away for the next 7 days at a technical conference.Daily she sent me a text message ... the same message that asked “Are you prepared to do what I want?”Everytime I replied with “What do you want?”I got no response. I was totally frustrated.It was now just over two weeks since we had fucked. Tara had returned from her conference. It was a Friday afternoon, and everyone had gone home ... except myself and Tara.We were in my office. I was seated at my desk, and she was pacing back and.