He rubs up and down my slit, then slides a finger inside me. Then another. Still lapping at my nipple, he uses his thumb to rub my clit as his fingers...slowly fuck me.To my horror, I realise that I am getting wet.He knows it, too.“Mmmmm, so my baby’s enjoying this after all,” he croons, barely concealing the delight from his voice. “I knew she would. Now, I want to see how grateful you are. Put your heels back on and bend over the sofa. Hold onto the side with both hands and get that ass in the. Alma gasps and leans forward giving her sister the perfect view of her swollen flesh and her puckered backdoor. Fiona inhales the rich aroma of her sister’s agitated cunt, taking it deep into her lungs. She cannot resist more. She has to taste her! The teen kneels down and eagerly shoves her tongue up inside. Her tongue feels the heat of Alma’s pussy and her mouth instantly fills with her juices.“Oh Sis,” Alma purrs with delight, “that feels so nice...”Fiona just licks and swallows, breathing. It moved sluggishly through yet another pump on the stand ... forced through a clear tubing that threaded through the nose and down to the stomach. A feeding tube.A chemical block kept the body from breathing on its own and a second tube was taped to the mouth of the man in the bed. The second tube inflated and deflated the lungs. It too was attached to a pump, that pump was attached to the chrome plated O2 plumbing. There was a continuous suck whoosh ... suck whoosh sound as the pump. He'd got rather accustomed to the company of bald men and women, but sometimes he yearned for the company of more easy-going and relaxed people. The further he travelled from his home colony the more he appreciated the advantages of a life where nobody had authority over or responsibility for anyone else.The two guards were dressed sufficiently casually that they could pass for tourists, but they were to be Paul and Beatrice's constant companions every time either of them left the confines of.