The words of the 911 operator went in one ear and out the other as I took in her injuries. Like her husband, her tongue and fingers had been removed. ...er nipples appeared to have been burned off. It also looked like someone had sewn her pussy shut. ‘What is your emergency?’ the voice from the phone repeated. ‘My… my neighbors, someone has hurt them. They’re tied up.’ ‘Are you alone in the house?’ the operator asked. Suddenly fear rushed through my body. Was the torturer still there? Was I in. My cock was pointing straight out toward her face. I leaned over onto the bed so my cock was poised directly at her mouth. She looked at it for a few seconds as if hypnotized, then started stroking it with her hand. The precum was starting to leak out and she licked it off with her tongue before taking the head into her mouth. She worked my cock with her hand in her mouth in unison, and I could feel the urge to cum starting to build within me. When her hand dropped away and she started to. Mornings haven’t been good to me lately and today was the worst. My bed felt nice and warm and my pillow extra comfy. It was a good consolation however my body was sore. I didn’t want to get out bed but the sun was coming in through the window and woke me up. I could feel Gracie’s presence here in my room. I could feel the warmth of her massive, to me, body. I was still laying down with my eyes closed.“Are we late for the play, Gracie?” I mumbled.“That was yesterday.”“Oh good.”I blinked as I. “Please wake up! Please!” he screamed. Then it happened. Bobby opened my mouth and began to give me CPR. At that moment, I opened my eyes, stuck my tongue in my stepbrother's mouth, and began to make out with him. “Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Bobby yelled, as he pulled his mouth away from my own mouth. “What are you doing?” “What?” I asked. “You just... you just kissed me!” he cried. “I know you know that! You just stuck your tongue in my mouth!” “Bobby, I'm a cheerleader,” I said, as I climbed to.