He then began to remove his own clothing. The look of hunger in his eyes had me remind him that the encounter was to be one-way. Him on me. It was dis...oncerting when he winked at me and smiled. Before I could demand an assuring reply, he was between my legs and taking my semi-erect cock into his mouth. The feeling of his warm, wet mouth sucking on my dick soon had me under his control. Even my wife in her heyday never felt that good. I was in heaven. I decided to rely on our earlier,. And with my little sister running her fingers over the stripes on my ass. It was all my own doing--I had handcuffed myself on top of the coffee table, to please Hatch. “Why did he spank you? What with?” “Sis, please. Hand me the key.” She laughs. A good laugh, with a touch of cruelty mixed in. This sends a chill up and down my spine. “Oh, I don’t think so. That wouldn’t please Hatch.” “He won’t mind. I did this myself, for him. He won’t know. Please.” “What fun would that be?” Another. Her arm hurt, her body ached, and she was exhausted.Dakota was just about to give up when she saw a light. At first, she thought it was a car and thus the highway. She walked as quickly as she could toward it, stumbling several times. She quickly realized it wasn’t a car, it was a house. A house meant a phone and help. A house meant a chance for food and heat. That house was her chance for survival.As she drew closer, she saw the house was older, large, and a bit scary looking. Dakota figured. None of her friends or her boyfriend, Aman, were able to make it, so I gave her company. It was really fun.Soon, after a few glasses of wine, we were in the groove, and the dance floor was packed.Sanya was drunk as well, and she was dancing with me. I don’t know if it was only me, however I sensed great chemistry between us. Sanya had been faithful to her boyfriend, however, she knew about my feelings, and there had almost been a thing between us in the past.Sanya was more than tipsy and kept.