A crappy car. A shitty life. Reality. Death. This is easier, isn't it? Why else would you meet us at a club in Miami, and just drop everything ... to ...o nothing." Okay. A symptom then. What now?" I'm not the cure," he said, calmly but firmly. " There is no cure. There's only pain relief. It's the only thing I can offer to any my patients - even those who become my friends. But there is no cure."Elusive. Attractive. Jackie could see why her sister had followed him so willingly. It was hard to. I straighten her fingers and press them against her pantied mound. I move her fingers in the motion I wish to see. "Feel yourself, Rachel. Pay attention to your needs, too." Again, a muffled reply, but I feel her fingers begin to move. Keeping my hand on hers, I feel her toying with her labia through the silken garment. Her fingers run the length of her slit. She pauses and finds her clitoris. Her fingers flick at it gently. She resumes rubbing herself through her panties. I. "You paid for me," she added almost wistfully, "Don't you remember?" "Hmmm, well now you mention it," I said, figuring it wasn't my fault if they had problems with their answering service, "I might have. It's been a hell of a day you know. Just refresh my memory. What did it cost me?...for the night, I mean" "Fifteen hundred," she replied, like that was a budget-priced evening. "Look, I gotta be honest," I said, "I didn't call your agency, I can't shaft some poor schmuck out of his. Suck my fucking tits!" As the princess Zelda posessed double D cup tits, this proved to be rather a tall order, but if Link was anything, he was detirmined. He slobbered all over each of Zelda's jugs, licking and sucking every inch of tit meat."Oh fuck! Spit on my tits! Yeah, just like that! Now slurp it up! Shove that fucking tit flesh down your throat. Gods! Squeze that tit. Oh, shit!. Twist the nipple! Maul it while I fingerfuck my fucking princess cunt! Oh, gods, yes, Zelda, you nasty,.