Facing her bedroom door i expected her to come out from there but she came from behind.. i could hear he steps ( she was obviously wearing high heels)...approaching her slaveboy. i feeled her hand on my shoulder slowly travveling down to my chest. the she came around. she was wearing a black lacquer bustier with suspenders to her black stock,ings , some black panties and her "fuck me "# high heels". her finger goes to her shaved pussy collecting some of her juices offering me a taste.. then she. I buried my face down her pussy and working my tongue at the hot soaking clitoris, which sent her hips starts bouncing. "No, don't. Oh! Oh!" Her voice softens and her hands weaken as I went on licking her pussy lips. Her juice started to flow out of her love tunnel, sending a sweet smell to my nose, so I drag my tongue to the opening and started licking and sucking her juice. It was so tense to me that I felt the aching of my penis. My sister's hands turn from pushing to holding my head and. My physical condition was my first observation. My throat was as dry and raspy as sandpaper. Filmy crud choked up my tongue and lips leaving an unbearable taste in my mouth. No matter how still I lie the room spun vigorously around. With my head throbbing the late morning sun bored into my eyes. Some heartless bastard had drawn the curtains. Whoever it was, they were long gone along with everyone else. An oppressive emptiness flooded the room as I got up. My room had been full of people when I. ’ Fiona said, ‘Keep your head Dycke. Let us find out what is wrong and go about ways to fix it. Okay.’ ‘Okay, Fiona. Can I get up now? Dycke asked. ‘Of course, boss.’ Piker was clutching Alletta to his chest as she cried and Dycke felt like a heel for intruding but he had to know. ‘Mom’ he asked, ‘What is going on?’ ‘Dycke, when they took the scans of Payne’s face tonight, something showed up that was not good. Doctor Wolf called the nurse’s station and gave them orders for medications that.