She moaned when he opened his mouth, his breath hot against her before gliding his tongue along the length of her cleft, then again, parting her and t...king that first taste of her arousal. Her hands knotted through his hair, sighing and moaning with delight as he teased her for what seemed like hours, nibbling up one side of her pussy and then down the next, alternately flicking and swirling then sucking her diamond clit, dipping his tongue deep inside of her, flexing it and swishing it around.. So I'll make you a deal. You join us, willingly and knowingly allow yourself to be bonded so that disobedience is not an option and I'll give you... a wish, if you will. Phrase it however you'd like. I guarantee you'll get it."I've got to admit it. I was tempted. Such was the intensity of my feelings for Beryl that I was actually considering setting aside my oaths to service and country for the chance at her safety. But there was something wrong. I couldn't shake the feeling that there was. Punk and Pink identical twin sisters were orphaned at birth. Their parents were both convicted of racketeering and d**g-related crimes, both received life sentences, both had died early into their stays before the girls were old enough to even want to go visit parents they'd never knew more of than a few old pictures and several news articles, their grandfather had clipped despite his wife's objections. It was their maternal grandparents, that raised the twins, and they tried their best. They. I snatch out a pair of black satin bikini panties, a matching bra, and get them on as fast as I possibly can. On tip toes I step over my clothes, jewelry, and shoes strewn all across my bedroom floor and somehow make it to my closet to grab a fitted, knee length, cotton summer dress off a hanger. I know it's slightly too small for me but desperate times call for desperate measures. It's white with silver flowers painted just above the hemline. I pull it over my head noticing how it clings to me.