He gathered my juices and swallowed them as he spooned them from me with his curling tongue The emotions I felt at knowing I was loving a dogs tongue ...nside my body and that I wasn't resisting but actually loving it and wanting more just enhanced and heightened what I felt in my pussy. I tried not to move afraid if I did he'd stop and I didn't want him to ever stop, but my body moved of its own volition, hunching into his lapping tongue, fucking it as my mind was overwhelmed by my actions and. ?Sure. Bacardi andCoke.? She looked down at her lap as she played with her hair ? classic signsthat she was both submissive and into me. I chuckled as I hailed the bartenderand ordered the drink, before returning to Alexis. She was stunning, no doubtabout it. She was your stereotypical porn-girl, though ? if you saw her in thestreet, you wouldn?t be surprised if she started stripping as soon as a cameracame on her. She looked like a slut, no doubt about it. I looked down at hermassive breasts,. My heart was racing. It was one of the most exhilarating moments of my life, and one of the most frightening. He wanted me. He desired me. But I was married. My first impulse was to run; run away and leave the key and note behind. I scanned the room frantically, wanting to give them back to him, but he had gone. And there was only 15 minutes left until we were supposed to meet.“I sat there for a while, conflicting thoughts and emotions running through my mind. I thought about we had become. But you owe me."Seriously, when did my little sister become such a manipulative little bitch? Was it just a matter of turning 14? If so, I was dreading the day the twins turned into evil little teenagers. "Owe you? I'll already do just about anything you ask, Brooke."My sister turned back to face me. "Not anything," she mused with a heated, lustful look on her face. But the moment passed and her face softened. "I figure if I collect enough favors, we can negotiate." She giggled and I started.