In the end, he rejoined his usual dinner companions, and left Cindi to eat pretty much by herself.Most evenings, though, there would be that soft tap ...n the door, and Cindi would slip into Jiri's room, where they would play backgammon, and talk. During the course of each evening, Cindi, seemingly unconsciously, would softly cover Jiri's hand with her own. Jiri would let her gently turn his hand over, and she would delicately stroke him with her fingers, her fingers tracing quiet patterns on his. He whispered in my ear, "You better behave and don't you dare disappoint me or try and run!"With that he opened the door and nudged me out. We walked down to the elevator, and thankfully no one else was in the hallway. The elevator door opened, we walked in, thankfully again it was empty, but suddenly it stopped on the tenth floor and two teenagers walked on, I kept my head down, but I could hear them giggling and yet wasn't certain if it was at me. Finally the elevator opened at the lobby, the. It kept going, and started to feel like someone was compressing my skin, then I felt it ease off somewhat. My skin began to itch, and I felt dizzy; Dariel reached out to grab a Lyrium potion. It went on and on. Anders started to sweat, his face became ashen, but he finally stopped casting before swaying on his feet.When the world finally held still again, I had a bit of residual stiffness, but my pain was gone. I smiled up at the three healers, only to see Anders' eyes flutter; Aedan grabbed a. After my stepmother was done, she told Gina to sit on my lap and do what she did. My stepsister then tried to copy what my stepmother did. She was doing a great job. My cock was already hard from my stepmother and now my stepsister was grinding her hot piece of ass on me. “You’re a natural Gina.” “Maybe I could work at your club someday?” “Jesus, you’ll go to college and get a good education. No daughter of mine will be an exotic dancer.” My stepmother makes a ton of money being a dancer,.