“What did you expect—” he shouted.Only to be cut off by Bethany. “I never asked you—”Leandra leaped to her feet, her brows furrowed, and w...ile she didn’t raise her voice at all, the demanding authority radiating from her stopped both twins in their tracks. “Enough, both of you.”When both looked away with matching sullen expressions, Leandra sat back down gracefully – almost regally, actually – and turned to me. “While Bethany and Marian were gone, things in the city began turning ... ugly. The. AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" What happened to you, Sarah?" Daphne whispered out loud. "You were just here, getting ready to help me. But now you're up there with him, sucking his cock or something." No!" Sarah cried out from upstairs. "Don't stop! No, please don't stop!"Daphne slowly stood, her carrot in her mouth, and eased over to the staircase, then up the stairs."Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck," Sarah was repeating with a rhythm from the room at the top of the stairs."Here, tramp, suck my nipples. Pull your dress up, and play with that cunt of mine.” Sarah looked down again, her natural inhibitions washing over her. With slow movement she lifted her dress until her pussy was on show, trailed her right hand over her leg, and tentatively pressed her finger against her pussy lips, she was dripping wet. She rubbed her finger from the bottom of her wanting hole to her clit, up and down, the pleasure she felt from such a gentle touch emboldened her. She adjusted how she was sat so she could. I didn't know what to do. But she was shocked, too. Me? Taking initiative? Wow, I must be really dedicated. But how could you not be dedicated to someone like... her? She was looking at me. Her body was trapped between my legs beneath me and her arms were pinned against the bed under my hand. I slid my free hand down her body. Her curves, and breasts, and butt, and waist, and hips. I wanted to touch everything. I wanted to know what every inch of her felt like. I leaned in to kiss her, and I.