A soft tapping sound at your door startles you. You turn, placing yourhand over your chest and feeling your racing heart, and call out "Who'sthere?" I...'s me," says a gentle voice from outside the door. The voice soundsfamiliar, but you can't quite place it."Who's me?" you call back, taking a step toward the door."John," comes the answer. "Let me in. I need to talk to you." Youhesitate, frowning. "I know you're in there. I saw you walk in here."Profound confusion seizes you. John is... you. But. “Oh, you know...”“So ‘splain me the deal.”“The deal is that our red-headed forest nymph of a sister seems to be in possession of the heir to some of Solheim Limited and Uncle Jan says his heir doesn’t need to be flyin’ around the country in some antiquated rattletrap.”“That’s OUR antiquated rattletrap,” I said, “And I remember how giddy you were when we got ‘er.”“I remember, too. My Songbird,” she said, sighing. We both remember the excitement. I’m qualified to fly twins now, and I’ve been. I knew it had been awhile since I had such mind blowing oral before but that was a lot of cum even for me. The fact that this man knew how to give me such great oral meant I had chosen the right sub to dominate over. “Oh shit!” Chad grunted, then the slow in and out movement got faster and harder. Damn, I liked it hard. I threw my head back, moving my hips and body to match his thrusts. It wasn’t fast enough for him though so he took firm grip of my hips and moved them for me. It was so fast. She continued to massage them, feeling the nipples get harder."Now, finger yourself," Michael ordered. "Put a finger in that tight little pussy."Mita inserted a finger in her pussy and started pulling it in and out."I want you to stick two fingers up there," Michael said. "You can take it, it's had my cock."Mita wanted to cry but instead submitted, touching herself with two fingers. Her other hand continued to fondle her breasts.Michael's cock was hard again, the thick member bulging in his.