I eat the meager meal and whisper my thanks, I know she understands the sentiment at least. She nods to me and begins her daily cleaning of my cage wi...h a rag filthier than the torn "clothes" she's been allowed wear.While she cleans, Mina talks to me, her voice a consistent flow of pretty gibberish. I can't understand much that she says, but it's still nice to have friendly company, and I hope being able to vent to a stranger who doesn't understand her language brings her some comfort as well.. ~-~Seasons House was ominously quiet the next day when Jane and Art camedown for breakfast. Bella was already at Marisha?s Chalet for herbreakdown back to Boyd, and whatever it was that rest of Jane?s familywas up to had them out of the house as well. The stately house missedthe life and energy the young people brought into it. Why, SeasonsHouse felt stodgy in its silence, almost like, God forbid, Edith Whitewith shutters.The three adults breakfasted quietly in the sunlit nook just. ”“He said she was a cute slutty Asian. IDK, I don't think he would have cheated on you, not with some slut that was fucking everyone in a bathroom.”“Wow, some people” The left and Megan lost it. She cried. She gathered herself and tried to fix her dress. She left the stall and saw her makeup was a mess. Tear streams and dried cum in her hair and checks. She washed it off the best she could and made it for the club exit. She looked down the whole time. She hopped into an open cab and went. “UUGGH” she moaned out, “Ahh…Ahh…more…noo noo…” Her sighs bounced off the walls like sunlight. “Yeah, Deb…I want. IN you!” to her deep, sensual approval moans. My cock sliding inside and out of my oldest sister, I was experiencing something that I had only read about in porn magazines, and, in my wildest “no way” dreams, had performed with her. Our speed quickened and Deb’s legs began to give way underneath her. Her knees had gone from an upright position to flat, opening the window for me to.