Jackpot. I wasted no time, and slowly rocked back and forth as per her request. Each time I pushed into her, she held her breath and bit hard on her b...ttom lip, and each time I drew back, she opened her mouth and let out a sigh of pleasure. I slid my cock inside her ass fully to the hilt, and kept it there as I reached around and grabbed her tits. "Baby, it's so tight.... Does it feel good?" Her breaths were short and quick, and she took a moment to reply, but she was able. "Ye-ye-yessss...". ....si."------"Good morning, Sarah. I'm pleased to say that your operations were acomplete success with no complications. You now just need to takethings easy and don't try to talk in anything other than a whisper. Thenurses will look after you and if you need anything at all, just use thebell to call them. I'll be round to check on you regularly too."While the surgeon was speaking, there was a brief moment when everythingfelt normal, as if nothing had happened. And who was this Sarah that. The whiskey hadn’t exactly discouraged on either of our parts, either, come to think of it. It was a wonderful evening, leading up to an incestuous affair that lasted a full month, only stopping when Michael and Eileen caught us.I had been kicked out of the house, but Leah had been worse off. Michael and Eileen convinced me that she had committed suicide, even forged a note, while they shipped her off to a psychiatric ward. Their goal at that point was to keep us apart forever, something that. “Turn ‘em in folks, time to go home.”I followed her into the office. She sat down, kicking off her heels and putting her bare feet up on Don’s desk as I headed past her toward the small fridge. “Throw me one,” she said.I touched the can of Mountain Dew to the sole of her foot and she squealed. “Nice polish. Can I borrow it?” I asked, tossing the can to her. She studied her toes.“Sure.”“I’m outta here,” Stacy said, slapping her surveys on the desk. “Eight good ones.”I stuck my tongue out at her.