I look around. “No one we know is here.”He double-checks then inches closer to my body. I press my lips against his and pull his shoulder closer t... me. My lower lip slips between his lips. He gently sucks and pulls. I tug for him to release me so I can return the favor. My breaths get deeper as my body fills with excitement, and my chest begins to ache for attention, pushing against his to remind him what’s in front.He moves back a little and looks down my shirt. I dressed up in something. It was about 10pm so I knew it had to be my sister. My heart dropped at the thought of being caught. I pulled, the knickers away from my nose, the smell lingered, and I used them to wipe up the spunk from my chest and quickly threw them in the washing basket and pulled the cover over my naked body and tried to feign sleep. She walked in no more than ten seconds later and called my name to see if I was awake, I didn't respond so she started removing her clothes preparing for bed. I opened my. She listened to the pounding in his chest slow down. He fell asleep, with her on his chest still listening to his heart beat. She drifted off in a deep, lifeless sleep. Only to be startled awake by a terrible dream. She was woken up by something that wasn’t there. His heart beat. She couldn’t hear it anymore. She had never felt more alone, sad or desperate. Her senses slowly came back to her. She held her breath and with eyes shut tight, she pressed her ear tight against his chest and listened. You won't be. My son will E-mail you a good-bye."said Joan. As she went out what was left of the door with her bodyguard. The next day there was a E-mail from Brian. It read: WATCH THIS andthere was an attachment. She click on the attachment. The screen went to full size. On the screen there was Brian flanked by two women. They were large sizewith large breasts. One had reddish-brown hair the other was a brunette. Theywere rubbing their nipples from their large breasts to his.