Gazza had been using glamours and pretending to be from Oron, to sell small packets of crystals to people who needed them. It wasn’t so much for the...cash but as a means to distribute them, since a lot of electrical systems and Auto’s needed them to operate. Since rumours that crystals were available again from some of the other islands had become an established fact, Gazza selling them was not questioned. Crystals had appeared from Oron over the years as well, so his cover was safe.He had been. And it did. Isabella was too shocked at first to fully understand the implications of her sister, Maria, quietly entering the bathroom and locking the door behind her. No words were exchanged between the naked brother and his older sister. She knelt before him on the towels and slipped her bodice from her shoulder, fully exposing her breasts to his gaze. Gustavo stoked her breasts before bending forward to kiss each nipple. Maria loosened her hair, long and dark like Isabella’s, and threw her. Quietly at first, she started to moan, then her voice grew louder and louder as she was trapped in a torrent of passion. I lunged into her one final time and she gasped. It was the last utterance in a hymn of sweet surrender. I felt a hand lazily running through the locks of my hair and heard musical notes of contentment leave her throat. She smiled, her wide blue eyes losing none of their brilliance in the candlelight. My cock was still buried deep inside her, now possessively caressed by. I got out yesterday." Great. Where're you calling from?" My mother's home near Godalming." Where's that?" Surrey. Where are you?" Southwark." Where's that?" South London." OK. You promised me a fuck fest when I got out. Are you still on?" Sure. When can you make it?" I'm not sure. I've got a six to six bloody curfew." Got a car?" No." Right. They never ring up to check after seven. They have to go home to the missus. The morning checks they mostly miss. Can't be fished to get up early. See what.