Sister saw, or thought she saw, the speck of an opening. Kristen clenched her pussy, relaxed it, clenched it again. For an unendurable moment, nothing... Sister's heart hammered in the silence. She felt herself ready to cry out when Kristen said, "Here it comes!" and a golden pillar shot from the sky. She opened her mouth to it. The flood was salty and hot, and it filled her nearly to the lips before she gagged and spat it out.My cup runneth over. She yelped with delight.The air smelled of. I got up and grabbed a blanket out of the closet and lay it over us as we cuddled up and watched the movie, by ourselves, for the first time in what felt like weeks.“I missed being close to you like this, I miss us,” Rita purred.“Me too, with everything that's happened I felt like we drifted apart a little.”“I know what you mean, I hate that feeling, this bf/gf thing is only causing more problems.”“Yeah, but we have to do it, we can't let them find out about us, who knows what they'll do.”She. All the fixings were there as well with a few stocked behind a small glass door refrigerator built into the wall. I was making two glasses of his favorite martini recipe. I learned it from a Zen master when I was traveling through Japan years before while learning various martial arts and getting numerous illegal tattoos – I considered both a form of harm reduction in response to urges toward self-mutilation. I poured the drink ingredients into the cocktail shaker and shook the concoction with. She resumed thinking about what Dirk had said about Tim. "Is he good looking?" she asked. “Is who good looking?” “Your friend that you got to pick up in a few minutes.” "Oh, Tim! Well he’s not Tom Cruise good looking, but certainly pleasant enough." Dirk continued to rub oil into her breasts. "At least Joyce thought so. I’m sure you'll like him alright...” Kara raised her hips as Dirk continued toying with her nipples. “... and he is definitely going to like you too." Dirk leaned back, letting.