A girl breathing hard in the background. The entire album dedicated to the Marquis de Sade. That's my kind of music. Too bad the Master can't hear it....He would like it too. Watch me squirm and spread my legs, watch my hands roaming all over my body. I grab my slit and rub, I pinch my breasts until it hurts. And I'm still thinking about that spanking I got in college. I can't get it out of my mind now. I remember the professor's arm around my waist, holding me down. His hand felt like made out. I didn’t know what she had planned but did as she told, laying flat on my back on the bed between my mother and sister. My hard dick pointing up."Now honey, sit on top of your brother's cock" mom said, "this way you control how fast he is fucking you".You got to hand it to her, she knows her way around the bedroom. Sam also seemed to like the idea, especially the part of her controlling how fast we fuck.She got to her feet and climbed up on the bed. Then, she stood towering over me and slowly. "As we sat down, I didn't offer him anything to drink since I didn't know the nature of his visit."So?" I asked after a while."Oh, sorry. Yes. You know it leaves a trace. A wave, sort of." What?" I didn't have the faintest idea of what he was talking about."Your machine. It leaves an eerie wave in the present and past time-space. Not that it matters to it, but it could be... dangerous. The wrong person could find it and try to follow it and end up with you." Oh? Sorry I don't quit follow you, I. Ye kehkar bhabhi room me chali gayi. Aur mom dad ane se pehle mai bhi normal hogaya laikin mere dimag me ek ajib tofan tha. Bhabhi ka ehsas mere pas se nahi jaraha tha phir hum dono apne apne kamre me sogaye aur doosre din se ek doosre ke sath pahle jaisa rehne ki koshish karne lage bhabhi me tho koi badlav nahi aya laikin main pehle jaisa nahi rehpaya mere dimag me bar bar bhabhi ka qayal atha aur mai bechain hojatha din yoonhi beet rahe the laikin meri bechaini qatam nahi horahi thi phir ek.