She inhaled deeply and let out her breath again in a tremulous sigh before tilting her head back to look up at Sin. Amazingly, she smiled. ‘I would ...ever look through your things, Sin,’ she said eccentrically. Then she wasted no further time in taking care of what blood of hers had been spilled onto her neck. She pulled out a small vial that was filled with what looked to be water and dabbed some on the wound. When she did, the wound closed and vanished like it had never been. Then she wiped. It’s like a form of self-inflicted torture! I notice that one of your fingers is rubbing next to my ass hole, something you’ve never done before, something I’ve never thought could be pleasurable. I don’t mention it, and let you continue. But it is good, and I feel my orgasm beginning in half the time it usually takes, my muscles tightening in anticipation. “Am I making you feel good?” you ask. I remove the t-shirt momentarily to mutter “Yessss, so good!” in a hushed, panting whisper.. The place was quiet as I walked silently from room to room. When I got to the end of the hallway I heard the soft sound of heavy breathing, and a familiar steady squeaking sound. It was the springs of our mattress that I heard, and my heart took a sudden leap, as did my cock. But I told myself not to get too excited, as she might be pleasuring herself as before while watching our bare-chested construction worker in the back yard. But as I peeked around the open door, I saw what I had imagined. My anger quickly dissipated as tears formed in my eyes. Shocked by mybehaviour but completely slave to my emotions, I struggled to understandwhat was happening to me as the screen continued to flash red.NoobKillaz567: Shit, she's crying. Fuck, what do we do?SnipezYA_1234: Hell if I know, her brother was never beat like this.NoobKillaz567: Her brother never got fucking triple teamed like thateither.I was crying? I hadn't even noticed, but my cheeks were wet and therewas an unpleasant lump in my.