"Over the past couple of years I've come to look at you – all of you – as my sisters. Or at least close cousins or something. I don't think our fr...endship is normal because we aren't friends. We're family – of a sort, at least."Brock saw a tear slide down Susan's cheek so he moved over to sit beside her on the chair."I didn't mean to hurt your feelings," he said."You didn't," she answered as she put her head on his shoulder. "I think you're right, though. I mean, I lived my last year of. As I’m going through the stacks of complaints from the crates I notice that the major list isn’t as bad as I thought but they still are a problem. This is insane fucking Frankie should have been fired years ago. Why the hell did Apex let this go on for so long, hell most of these aren’t horrible but, they still are a problem. Not talking the Bakersfield Bakery about using different shipping contractors that would be simple to fix, as long as Frankie had picked up the phone and talked to them,. I don't know, do you really want to go that far? After all, y...you are my sister." Get over here! It doesn't matter, I'm on the pill. Besides, we've gone this far and I want you to shoot your cum in my pussy, now get over here, NOW!" she said, in that demanding tone I had heard so many times before.He looked at me, I smiled and then he moved toward her, "All right s*s, if you think it'll be OK!" Just get over here!"His cock was purple and dripping pre-cum, from all the hot activity. It had. WITH THAT WAS A PAIR OF BLACK FISHNET STOCKINGS, A SHORT BLACK SLIP CUT UP THE SIDE, A SHEAR BLACK LONG GOWN THAT TIED ON THE SIDE AND 5" INCH BLACK SPIKED HIGH HEELS WITH STRAPS. UNDER ALL OF THAT WAS A CROTCHLESS TAN BODY STOCKING MAKING ME ALL SMOOTH AND THE FEELING AGAINST MY SKIN CANT BE BEAT. I WAS USING A COUPLE TOYS AND VIBES WATCHING THE GUYS GOING IN AND OUT THE STORE. I THEN SAW THIS TALL GUY GO TO HIS TRUCK AND PULL AROUND BACK OF THE STORE AND PARK AS I DIRECTED IN MY NOTE. THEN HE.