I was glad that she was asked that question, as Amber had been the one to want to tell them. "He is my boyfriend," She said, matter-of-factly. Then tu...ned and kissed me deep and hard, our tongues mingling for a couple minutes before returning to reality. "Your turn, Geo." I said."Dare," she said, looking me in the eyes, her green eyes fierce."Give your brother a lapdance," Amber said, to my surprise. Geo hopped up, and put on some slow music. "Are you sure," I whispered to Amber?"Relax, the. She dwelt on it and her feelings. Although she was discovering that she questioned her behavior less and less. The bottom line for her was that she absolutely loved the way she had been treated. She fought that notion but it was always there, kind of staring her in the face.These musings were always accompanied by the question: “What is next?” It as always there at the end of the thoughts, much like her fingers in inevitably in her pussy playing.Then she got a phone call from Jennie. It was. I really didn't care which I did to him either. He probably would get raped in prison, so for years he might be getting as good as he tried to give. There was some justice in that I supposed. Maybe it would be more justice than a quick merciful death.Then there was me and The Brit's little sideline thing. I even had a sideline thing operation to launch. I had to design an operation for her execution. That was the only way to think of it. We had passed judgment and were executing her. I wanted. He awoke in the morning to find her with her knees raised so he massaged her pussy thinking she’d be awake and after working in two fingers sloshed away and teased her clit with a finger on his other hand and could feel her body heaving against his hands. She finally groaned into a release and when her breathing steadied he went off to the shower knowing she was now asleep. Oliver sat outside on their balcony for almost ninety minutes before Leah arrived, dressed and smiling. He jumped to his.