‘Do you? Do you really?’ he asked with contempt. ‘Have you been kidnapped and held prisoner?’ he spat grabbing hold of her arm. ‘Get away fr...m her Cortes’ Javier said calmly standing in the doorway. He’d come home to find Maria nowhere to be found and raced upstairs to find the two standing dangerously close. ‘You have to let him go’ Maria said as she turned towards her brother. ‘But what about justice?’ Javier asked in disbelief. ‘No!! Just take him back’ she said. ‘How’s he going to explain. She had used a vaginal lubricant! He was right. The way things all worked out so easily, he had been suspicious that she had planned this, all along. She had desired him, and planned to seduce him and make him hers. And he came along eagerly, willing to be her slave. Her love slave!The planning didn't matter now, he realized as his belly finally brushed down onto hers. He was fucking his grandmother, his sweet, hot, beautiful, wonderful Sarah. That was all that mattered. Savoring the sheer. She held him on his back, her hand around him.She leaned back. The time was here. She poked him towards herself, with his feet first. His feet bumped up against her skin, very close to her anus. She brought him up, and with one hand opened her pussy. His feet and legs slipped effortlessly inside. It was warm, soft, and infinitely more realistic than before. He could feel every response of her vagina as he slid inside. Cheryl pushed him in, past his knees, telling him to hold stiff. He wouldn't. He looked so small, so helpless. I knew Iman wanted me back in my room, but I walked over to Oliver, and gently took his hand. His hand was warm, but it did not respond to my touch."Oh Oliver," I said as my tears began to fall. "There is so much I want to tell you. So much I want to say that I haven't. Please don't die." I leaned down and kissed his forehead, then his lips. My tears fell on his face. "Come back to me," I sobbed. "My life is nothing without you. I love you."I stood up straight.