Aisha nodded, giggling."I must give you a lift home then. I insist in fact. Tell you what, come to my apartment and I'll make you a nice hot tea. How ...oes that sound?" Isabelle kindly offered."Very, very nice," Aisha said.At 4, Isabelle and Aisha entered Isabelle's apartment."Why don't you sit down on the sofa while I make you tea and biscuits," Isabelle offered. Aisha went to the sofa and sat down. She began looking all around Isabelle's lounge. There was a wooden coffee table in front of her,. This was always appreciated by her master and one of the reasons she made her choice. A choice she does not regret.As she moves, the sway of her hips makes her more than generous breasts slip in and out of view on either side of her body. Her master often found the tantalizing glimpse of flesh as appealing as the baring of all, and after tonight there will be little more left of her to expose. She smiles knowingly over her shoulder.Reaching down to the side, she picks up a bottle of oil and. .nnnnnnnggggghhhh!" she said. And then she slumped into my arms. Sweaty, warm and spent. I embraced her, my cock still twitching in her cunt.Our heartbeats were like one. Racing one second and then synching up and slowing down. I planted a kiss on her head and lifted her face up at me. "I want you." I said. My cock was softening inside her but I knew it would be ready again. Lilly replied " Take me as much as you want."I pulled Lilly up and I got up. She put her arms around my neck for support. But on this one particular night, I told her to help me come up with something totally and completely out of the ordinary, and the story below is the result…ENJOY!! ============= When last we left them, Bolt and Paige were in the throws of passion when Bolt’s ex-wife, Rainbow, (who as y’all remember was presumed dead when her hot air balloon sprung a leak over the Swiss Alps) appeared on his doorstep, announcing she had found her twin sister, Brite, who was stolen at birth, by the diabolical.