It was labeled with the same brand as her lock so I assumed that it was the key to her apartment. I decided that I should take it with me and make a c...py of it at the locksmith's the next day. I could be back at the same time the next day as I was here today so that wasn't any problem. What was a problem was to get the key and go to the Machine. You can't walk around the town with a key in your hand when you are invisible. Every time I saw someone come at me I had to crouch and hold the key. As I sucked her clit, I slid a finger inside her stroking her g-spot, and within seconds Jennifer was lifting her hips to meet my mouth. As I devoured her pussy, she grabbed my head and pulled it harder into her crotch, her legs squeezing my head as her orgasm rippled throughout her body. She cried out loudly, convulsing several times, until she slowly went limp. After she recuperated, she pushed me on my back and kissed her way down my body. Kissing her way down my chest with quick nips of her. "Anastasia smiles at him, "Thank you kind sir, we would love to sit at your table."Bob answers, "Missy, please call me Bob."He gets her chair for her then notices my rifle and says, "That's a real beaut of a rifle. It looks just like the rifle old John has."I set it across my lap and state, "Bob I hate to inform you but it is John's rifle. Anastasia and I came across a group of banditos who had killed John and his family."Bob swore, "Those damn mesicans killed John! He had a bunker so how in. We had to be quiet.It was so hot.My pussy clenched, teased by her fingers. The pressure built and built at the tip of my dick. I would explode down her mouth. I would fire so much jizz into her. It would be incredible. I groaned, my digits digging into her rump. I held her ass. Massaged her. It was such a treat to experience. To share with her.A light rap knocked on my door.I shuddered, jamming my finger deep into my sister’s asshole. My stomach tensed; our mother just outside the door..