"YES," I say out loud. I'm going to get away with this. Istart to run up the stairs and bam there's my sister Miley staring atme."Well, well little br...ther, or I should say little sister since you'rewearing a pretty little dress. That dress looks like the same uniformPatti wore when she worked at Macy's restaurant."I look up at Miley. "Um Miley you can't tell mommy, you can't please.I'll do anything, you can't tell mommy they hired me as a waitress. Idon't know what happened, I did the. " Adanya..." Bogdi started. She cut him off."We both go. We both save them. The three of you gone into the unknown will kill me. We stay together. Always."He took her in his arms, her inhuman body molding to his. Anelie looked away. It always made her uncomfortable. Not because of who her sister-in-law was, no. Not that. Definitely not that. She looked at Shanna."I'm going, too. May I take my men?"Shanna did not look surprised at her request. She placed a hand on Anelie's shoulder."Ask for. Her wet fingers now caressed my own anus. We should have tried this sooner Amelia said. I bet you'll like it aswell as one of her digits circled my anus before gently sliding in. Once we go slowly you'll be amazed at how good it is Amelia whispered as a second finger joined the first.Amelia had a grip on me now and with her encouragement I began to fuck her ass, with Amelia guiding on the outsrtoke so her muscles grabbed at the throbbong mushroom shaped head of my cock before each hard thrust. He went so far as to insist I have a Heart in Spade tatoo placed high on my left breast near my clevage knowing that all the world will be able to see it. My husband was so happy that he was going to be a new father again. He was in the labor and delivery room with me when I had a big, strapping eight and a half pound Black boy. My husband was thrilled and helped take care of the boy as if it were his very own son. We named him 'Mandela' after Nelson Mandela. My Black baby suckled on his.