I didn’t even know that if she was kissing me or not. But now I had lost control even after cumming so well. I was kissing her passionately.Slowly I...received her message as her hands moved on my back. I reduced the speed of kissing and allowed her to participate. She was kissing better than me. I was just doing lips kissing but she took out her tongue and played with my tongue to. She also showed interest in my cheeks and neck. She pushed me and interchanged the position as she was not able to. I gently kissed her full lips, and after a second, I felt her press her lips even tighter against mine as she kissed me back! Pulling my mouth just slightly away, I looked into her eyes. "See? I decided to kiss you and there was nothing you could do about it! You had to kiss me back because you're my slave, helpless; you have to do whatever I demand!"She nodded. "And if you .. if you kissed me again, I .. I would just have to kiss you back? Because I'm your slave? Your helpless slave. I'm sorry Paul. I can't. Forgive me." It's still me."Heinlein was surprised when he woke up. When the world had gone black he'd thought that was it, game over, the end.He was outside Carmel. He stared down at a barren ground covered in veins of rock and dust. Sometimes the veins would pulse as if they were alive. Heinlein would have put it down to a trick of his imagination, but this was hell-space, minor weirdness like this happened all the time.Heinlein was moving. Two twitchers had an arm. So it was the first family break fast. He seemed to be pleased with my dad. He started talking to us normally. My dad was happy although they didn’t spoke anything about money. My dad asked my mother for a coffee and they had a little chat with her. It went on like this for two days and he seemed to like us. He said to my dad at dinner ‘Sagar we make a nice family. I missed it too much. Where were? Why didn’t you bring them earlier to me?’ My dad felt happy and smiled.The next day my dad.