The house had a security system, but fortunately that wouldn't be a problem. Uncle Clark had insisted that they drive their car into the garage, since...there had been recent car thefts in the neighbourhood. A 1994 Suburban packed with expensive camping gear was a more attractive target than Uncle Clark's vintage 1958 Volkswagen T2, with the faint smell of marijuana clinging to the interior fabric. Unless the car thieves happened to know a collector, they'd rather chop up a Suburban and sell the. ‘ turn’ she commanded. I instinctively touch ed her breast and tugged. Licking her nipple and circling her breast with my kiss. Putting her in my mouth and biting. Her nipple fit perfectly in me. As I suckled...suckling..her deeper deeper and harder. ‘ good ‘ as I bit down on her nipple.hard. Pulling her hard. Caressing her breasts gently.. tugging. Kissing me passionatly, as we had hot oral sex. That lasted hours.. she Breasts white beautiful..pressed to me softly. Caressing my vagina. “Trouble, John?” Mage Roxanne asked when I’d stepped through using the correct security request to the portal.“Potentially, Mage Roxanne,” I replied before giving them all a formal greeting and getting pelted by paper pellets in return.“Will you lot behave?” I chuckled.“Hell, you’re too good a target, John,” Mage Adelaide chuckled.“It’s the price I pay for being perfect,” I said with a grin, getting a couple of raspberries in return.“So we’re holding the fort until Verenestra’s people deal with. So when Antsy wanted to go out, I pleaded exhaustion. I may look eighteen, but I was feeling all of my forty-four years. So I crawled into bed and fell asleep. And I was enjoying that sleep before the phone rang."Sorry," Antsy said. She was walking across the room. The bathroom light was on and I could see that her clothes were mused. She's just been fucked, I realized. Antsy came to Miami to party and she had been thoroughly enjoying herself. "It's my stupid brother. Ugg, I don't want to talk.