I grinned as she reached between her thigh and scooped up the feyhound jizz leaking out of her. She popped it into her mouth, cheeks hollowing as she ...ucked it off. She shivered, her eyes widening as she groaned.“It's different.” She glanced at Master. “Not the same at all as your cum.”“Just so long as you like mine better,” Sven said with a grin.“What if I don't?” Kora asked as she rose.Sven blinked which made his sister laugh. A sheepish grin spread across master's lips as he hugged his. Sorry it is taking me a while, just sorting through some personal issues at the same time. Thanks for reading and please vote, let me know what your all feeling. —————————— That night, Tom stayed with me. We didn’t talk much, nor did we kiss. We sat in my living room in a comfortable silence, neither wanting to break the feeling. When I began to feel drowsy, I asked him if he wanted to stay, hoping that he wouldn’t. To stay would mean sleeping in my bed and I didn’t want to ‘sleep with him’.. “So would I,” I said and sighed. Hanna Sitting on my bed, my thoughts were all over. The overpowering one was disgust followed by confusion and last on the list was curiosity. How could my dad have thought I’d go along with fucking his buddy? But most of all, what kind of girl did he take me for? I had never had sex in the house; he had never seen me making out with David or any other guy for that matter. Then there was the entire swinging thing he and my mom had been into. I couldn’t remember. He stretched towards his bedside table and returned his hand to my face with a condom in it. He grinned at me, kissed me deeply and helped me sit up, the soft moonlight falling onto his side, making his pale skin look pale blue. The wind coming form his open window ruffled his hair and sent shivers through my body, which he carefully stroked on my arm so that they would fade away. He handed it to me and stretched backwards. I fumbled with the wrapper but managed to open it even with shaky.