And then she thought about the woman that had made love to her that night… or rather the ghost that had touched her very soul. It was the first and ...ast time she ever saw Annabelle, but she hoped in her heart that she had crossed over and was now holding her child in her arms once again.Kerri had been with a number of women since she was sixteen, some more memorable than others, but Annabelle was one she would never forget. As she stood there, she thought about how she had come to learn about. The curve of her hip was mesmerising as she knelt there on all fours. He traced it and let a finger slide beneath the tight band of her skirt. He looked down to see his sister’s eyes closed, her face dreamy, his cock disappearing then slickly reappearing from the sacred passage of her lips. He looked over at the guys. They knew what he wanted them to do. * She closed her eyes and concentrated on the feel of Mark’s hands on her back and tits—soft, gentle strokes. Her stomach was churning,. She closed her eyes and rested her head back on the cushions. He ran his finger along her pantie line and she gasped. Something snapped inside her. She wanted him. She wanted to run her hands over that bronzed chest and feel his muscles flex beneath her fingers. She wanted him to touch her, all over. She wanted him to make love to her in this little pool of candlelight, holding back the night. Holding back reality. She sat up, reached for the sides of his shirt and pulled him into a deep kiss.. Amazing.I got to my knees and took my panties out of my mouth."Thank you, Master." You're welcome, bitch. Get sucking now."I don't want to say that I needed to be told twice, but... you know. Itook his huge shaft into my mouth and did my very best to try to make himthink that I was the blow-job queen. I kissed his bulbous circumcisedhead, licking all around it before taking it into my mouth and sighingwith pleasure.I took as much of the shaft as I could into my mouth, feeling hiscockhead hit.