"Uh, yes, you're good, step-sis." Do you mean that, or are you just saying that?" I mean it, Yvette," I stated, looking at her. "You're an awesome che...rleader. You could be a cheerleader in the NFL or NBA if someone like a talent agent saw you." I think you're full of shit, but thank you, Scott," she replied, coming to me and sitting on the bed. "Are you okay? You're sweating up a storm?"I bit down on my bottom lip as I saw not only her in her uniform up close, but her moneymakers front and. A kind of charming schoolboy shrug. My morning sun is the d**g that brings me near, to the c***dhood I lost replaced by fear... She smiled right back at him. It was a wide and precious experience. Deliciously red and welcoming. Now she was saying something else. Again too loud to understand. But the battle raging around, almost lost to them, encased as they now where in a psychological bubble. He blocked out the sound and cannon of the crowd and concentrated only on her. And by the looks of it,. .. well, after what you just did for me, I've got to."I eased back just a bit so I could watch her face. "What is it?" Well... John did say that he wouldn't mind if I... you know, fucked you whenever I needed to but with just one requirement. He wants to be able to watch sometimes. Is that... is that something you could do for me?"To say that I was startled would be an understatement. "Why do you think he wants to watch? Will he try to kill me when we're in bed together?" No, I really don't. “Shall we fuck the bitch upstairs or just push her down onto the carpet here - what do you think Emma?”Annie already had a tight grip on Sarah’s tits, directing her onto the floor to kneel between her legs; then removing the feeldoe, held her new sub’s face against her immaculately smooth crotch. Emma had done a superb shaving job, cleaning them both up after a stimulating massage last night.“Suck bitch” Annie demanded “see if you can make me cum before breakfast is ready”.Emma and Annie ate,.