Then she became rougher, squeezing harder, digging her fingers into his sensitive flesh."Fuck Sis!" groaned Vick, tilting his head back."How does that...feel?" whispered Sonia kissing the back of his neck. "Good, Big Brother? Is what Little Sister doing feel good?" Yesss!" he hissed through clenched teeth.Sonia started to stroke his eight inches again, her small hand gliding up and down the hard, precum-lathered phallus with ease."Ooohhhhh Rishik! Harder! HARDER!" shrieked Mrs. Dutt, riding her. They widen as he runs them along the walls and ceiling. Thunder sounds again, closer.“Say I were willing… what would you do to me?”I step closer and circle him.“Hypothetically, I’d take the slut you are and make you my slave.”“I would never serve you,” he retorts. “You’re not my type.”“Oh, but you wouldn’t have a choice.”I grab leather cuffs and whip them around the boy’s wrists. In another sleight of hand, I’ve bound the cuffs with a ceiling rope. He tugs at the restraints.“I can always yell. "I'm borrowing him."Tim's punch sloshed in the cup, narrowly keeping it all in. Ambergrabbed his cup from him as he was led helplessly away by the tomboyishBella. Bobbie giggled, still intoxicated by the dance."Bobbie," Amber started, brushing an errant red hair from her forehead."I've been meaning to ask you. What's wrong with Kim? I mean, you livewith her..."Bobbie's mood was darkened at the thought of her sister. "I don't know,teen rebellion? She's been practically joined to Roxx's hip for. It’s been so long, you see, since she’s chosen. She can be pretty picky.’ She took my cup and sipped from it, still smiling. ‘You buy great coffee.’ ‘Thanks, but can you answer my questions, please?’ ‘I don’t have any.’ ‘Any what?’ I took my cup back and drank. It smelled like wildflowers. I hadn’t noticed, but everything did in the background. It edged at the other scents, not overtaking them but merging with them. ‘Clothes, silly! What does a divine being of amazing power need with clothes?.