If you want to file a complaint that’s fine. But leave it to the cops.” I suggested. There is no need for anyone to die here?” I said showing th... .22mag. It wasn’t much of a weapon, but I hoped it got the message across.The three of them left and Janet went to stand in the doorway. After a full day of ‘shucking and jiving’ my pack was in real pain. I leaned on a bar stool and waited for Janet’s return, or her call for help. A call for help would trigger a flood of Adrenalin, which would counter. I replace my fingers with my tongue and zigzag lightly from the tip of your cock, down over your balls and into the crease where your groin meets your thigh. I lift your sack. I take my tongue down under your balls, tickling the swelling there and then down into the crease of your ass with the very tip of my tongue until I feel a slight quiver in your thighs. I wet my lips and slowly drag them back over your sack, softly kissing every square inch of skin I can find. I take each ball into my. We were also getting physical in the process. Night was altogether different story. Since no one was there in the terrace except for me and my sister I started hugging and sleeping when she was asleep. Moreover Kerala used to be hot but as the night progressed it used to get colder. My sister started enjoying my hugs. Once my sister was asleep I started fondling her breasts. As days progressed my fear also became less and less. I never missed an opportunity to bugger my sister. One day my. She made some progress, but her sopping wet pussy made her slide back down.It was at this point where she was awoken by Thomas. "Time to wake up, Slave," he called.She moaned. "Please, Master. I'm so tired. Let me sleep a little more."Thomas tsked. "That is not the right attitude for a slave. Looks like we'll need to put in the butt plug, to get you motivated." No, Master! I'm up! See?"He smiled. "That's more like it." He reached down and gave her the key to the padlock.The slave girl noticed.