I trusted her but was always aware that jealous people can sometimes do irrational things. I didn’t want the sisters fighting and seeking revenge on...each other. Perhaps it was the fact that I didn’t respond, but she looked at me as if she was trying to read my mind and then said, “I’m happy for Lyn. She has suffered long enough with that bastard of a husband of hers. I hope it works out for you both. That bitch of yours deserves to be chucked on the scrap heap. Why don’t you leave her, take. ’ ‘You don’t know who she is, do you?’ ‘She’s Elizabeth Imra, she’s from Ruthvenia, she hasn’t been here long and she’s a thoroughly nice lady, and I bet you’ve never heard of Ruthvenia.’ ‘No doubt she is a nice lady, he grinned, and a bloody good looking one, and yes, I have heard of Ruthvenia.’ ‘When did you here of it.’ ‘The evening you were at the exhibition, and you don’t know who she is, do you?’ ‘I told you she’s…’ ‘Ah yes, but has she told you all, dear boy. For example, her real name. "If you're seen to be having trouble controlling yourself, Miranda will be on hand to ensure you hold on," & with that, you saw Miranda appear before you with a box in her hands, wires from which lead under the table.The man fucking you groaned loudly & emptied his load into your sopping pussy before withdrawing & the feeling of the tongue that had been on your clit all this time burying itself in you, hungrily licking & slurping the man's seed from you & cleaning you ready for the next. .." She giggled and bit her lip as she gazed upon his golden eyes, his own lips smiling lovingly before locking once again with her in a passionate embrace, their tongues binding and twisting together in a sensual ballet, their eyes rolling back in their heads.-----Vhi shifted position, climbing atop her lover's lap in a stradling posture against his thighs. Their kiss grew heavier, their motions more rhythmatic and lustful. The young girl's hands eagerly moved down to unbuckle Oed's belt and.