My finger softly slips one knuckle in. Shhhhh. It's ok baby. Relax. I'm here. Don't think. Just feel. Feel how much I love you. How much I love your c...ck. How much I want to give you the most intense pleasure you've ever had. It's starting now. All you know is my hands and mouth are worshipping you. Let me worship all of you. I've slipped all the way in and you're going mad. The sensation is so intense. You have to breathe deeply, baby. Match your breath with my stroke. Slow. Slippery.. "What about the Killer B's?"Sister Moonstar frowned. "They don't have a part in this. It seems Deltaand Charles are ready too."Oscar smiled. "I'll be right back." A pop and then another pop toldSister Moonstar what Oscar was up to in getting ready. A smiling Oscarwalked back into the kitchen with his favorite sword. "Well, I amready." Sister Moonstar reached into her robe and pulled out an old Colt45 pistol. "I fell in love with this pistol a long time ago."Sister Moonstar blushed. "Is it. “Tiffany, why are you home so late and why do you smell like liquor and look the way you do!” Henry bellowed at her.“Daddy, it’s not what you think, Tim wanted to have sex with me, and I didn’t want to!”“Tiffany, do you really expect me to believe you?”“Yes, Daddy, it’s the truth!”Henry was angry and was having flashbacks to his school’s prom night 19 years before. He told her to sit on the couch next to him. “Tiffany, I was worried about the prom, but it looks like you behaved just like your. Different how, she wasn’t exactly sure, but different enough that she didn't care that he was pulling her with him, keeping her close as he sank back onto the couch. Different enough that even with her body laying over his, she wanted to feel more of it. She wanted to get through all the layers and find him. "I don't . . . I don't do this," she said breathlessly. His lips moved to trace her jaw and he tugged her hair gently so she would expose her neck. "Do what?" He pressed his lips to her.