Shelley writhed and wriggled underneath me; she raked my back with her fingernails and grazed my flanks and lower back with her heels.Gradually the in...ensity of both our orgasms receded. I lay on top of my sister and lovingly kissed her lips, her nose, her cheeks and her eyelids and lazily stroked her thigh. My semi-erect cock was still buried inside her and every now and then it would spasm; Shelley's vagina would also occasionally contract and clasp at my cock. Her cunt was hot, wet, and. She took a deep breath, opened the door, and stepped inside.He was there, of course. What would she have done if he wasn't? She smiled amusingly at the thought. There weren't more than a dozen other men in the room. He was sitting in the next to the last row, in the seat next to the aisle. "For better viewing pleasure" he used to say. The first 4 rows of the theatre were empty; the fifth had only one seat filled. She glanced around, hoping her nerves didn't show. Their eyes met, and for a quick. She had to do that before she could convert their rooms to longer term apartments.After the changes had been underway for couple of months, the place was bringing in enough money to cover most of the cost of its operation and renovations. She had seen the shortfall in income drop to less than zero, even though it was under constant renovations. Even at the beginning of the changes, when there had been a couple of shortfall months, they had never been more than a thousand dollars. All in all, it. "Crawl to your cell, bitch. Lie down on your cot and think about yourcrimes. I'll be back."Sasha drags hirself along the floor and exits the room."Put the salt down so Astrid can see it."She grabs my leash and we exit the room. We get about half way down thehallway when I get a major foot cramp. I start to drop to the floor."Headmistress, I am so sorry. Sissy down. I can't walk at the momentand I don't want to drag myself and wreck these shoes, they're not mine.I mean, well, I guess I.