“And it is when you don’t know him, or him you, that you find yourselves drifting apart, and finding new partners!” I suggested.“Well, yes, I ...uppose so,” Martha admitted.Barbara asked, “is that why you didn’t just jump my bones that first day, why you kept trying to do new things?”I replied, “yes, something like that, but I also felt that you were maybe a little bit fragile, and I didn’t want to break you.”As she said, “oh sweet.”Martha was saying, “and I came along and messed up all of your. Everything you’ve ever wanted until now.? Mack traces his fingers down the inverted slope of Terry’s dangling tits. Her nipples have grown thick in the cellar air, turning hard while he brushes them lightly, almost tickling them, as if he is playing tenderly with a lover.Suddenly his bark grows louder. He stands in a rage and rips at Terry’s black panties, pulling them. But they do not tear. Instead, they dig into the furrow of her cunt, the cloth wedging between her pouting lips. Her cries are. Bob pointed to the edge of the bed and said “Have a seat.” I sat on the edge of the bed with my cock starting to grow stiffer. Bob dropped to his knees between my legs and took my dick in his hand and then slipped his mouth over my cockhead. My cock was already sensitive after the fucking I had done with Carol. And now the light feel of his hand slowly stroking my shaft with his warm, wet mouth working on my cock’s head was electric. In a matter of seconds my cock was fully inflated and. 'I tried to eat you, and you ... feed me ... in this unusual manner instead. Is this hurting you? For some reason, I don't want to hurt you anymore. I want to be closer to you.'"That's what hugging does," Miranda replied softly, smiling to herself. "And this energy flow is self-replicating. It'll never run out, as long as I offer it to you."'Yes – I can see that it's making you feel better, as well as me. You said something about missing your sister. Exactly what is that about, anyway?'Miranda.