Then she hooked the chains into the rings of the leather belts. With the chains the woman was limited now in her moves. The hands could only be raised...until her hips and she could only make little steps. Attached to the leather collar a chain could be used as a leash. The zombie touched the paralyzed woman with his cold hands on her tits and fondled her pussy. Brigitte couldn?t belief how her body reacted to the treatment of the dead old man, her nipples got hard and her pussy wet. Brigitte was. We go back downstairs and he goes to the kitchen. I follow him and jump onto the counter. I watch as he pulls out a large bottle of vodka, 2 glasses, and cranberry juice. Vodka Cranberry. Howd you know? I ask smirking. Whatre you talking about? he asks and smiles mischievously. He mixes a drink and hands it to me. He turns back to mix himself one. I take small sips through my straw and stare at him over my glass. He has muscles that arent too large but not too small either. You can see them. Her waist curve where so seductive and her curvy big ass which I dream to fuck was in front of me. I slowly went near her from behind and grabbed her hip.(Convrs)Aunty : ufff…( she got up from bed and turned towards me)Aunty : what you want rinku? Isn’t yesterday’s work didn’t fulfill you(now I got 100% confidence in me and I tried to treat her like my bitch)Me : no Aunty that’s not enough. I want milk.Aunty : you want milk! ! But unfortunately there’s no milk at home.Me : oh Aunty I want your. "It's so late," she complained yawning but watched me with a sly grin as my eyes followed the round curves of her body as she stretched sinuously beside me."I'm not leaving until you tell me," I warned."Good," she said as she curled into me, "now let's go to sleep and we'll talk in the morning."I finally slept but not before luxuriating in the feel of my little sister's naked body lying against mine... "It's not Dwayne's," she said between sips of the coffee I'd just delivered the next.