I looked at her face. Her mouth and face were a sticky, milky mess. So was my cock.I knelt down on the floor beside the girl. She came into my arms wi...lingly. Her arms flew around my neck and her words whispered, “Sir, that stuff tasted good. It wasn’t too hot. It wasn’t too cool. Why, it was just right!”I knew she was too young for kissing a man, but I kissed her anyway. Her sex wet lips molded to mine. I kissed her several times. She kissed me, too.I pulled away and felt of the tubful of. I hoped this might happen."But ... your wetness ... I can see it!"I hoped this might happen, she repeated, her voice fading. I love you, Penelope ... thank you for letting me share myself with you again...I knew she was gone. The room felt colder when Jackie wasn't there. I stared at my fingers a moment. Her cream remained, and I brought my hand to my face, sniffing my sister's aroma and tasting her sweet, pungent juices as I licked my skin. Before I'd removed it all, I used those same fingers. Then slowly, the pleasure turned to anguish. My wrists were being rubbed raw. The same thing was true of my ankles. My cock began to ache. As the anal probe massaged my prostate, copious amounts of precum began leaking out of my cock. It was a strange feeling, this combination of pain and pleasure. Have you ever had an intense raging hard-on for almost 15 minutes? The stroking and the prostate massage was almost causing me to lose consciousness. Through this fog, I heard Mom’s voice,. “Wonderful, I think Jane is also finished,” Holly turned to look at Maria, “please don’t feel offended because I’m not sitting in front of you. We agreed we won’t have sex this time and I am a woman of my word.”“Anything else I need to know?” Maria asked.“Not really. As we go along with our date Baby will use Jane. You don’t need to worry about her, she willingly volunteered to make sure our date goes perfectly.”“Okay, well, what do we have here?” Maria pointed to the tray.“Only the best for us.