She leaned down onto his torso, her face inches from his. She locked eyes with him. ‘Know something, Connor. I don’t need you to get off, but you...need me. So, if you want to continue doing what we’ve been doing, I advise you not to cross me. I never want to see you with Gwen ever again. Don’t talk to her, don’t look at her, don’t even let yourself be in the same room alone with her. Otherwise, all of this is gone.’ Patricia pulled herself up and off Connor, who laid in complete shock at. “I guess if you don't want my cock in your pussy, then these will have to do.” Tara was sobbing, she tried to beg and plead, but with the ring in her tongue she couldn't get out anything intelligible.Jim knelt down next to Tara 's upturned ass, he forced a finger in her tight sphincter making her cry out in discomfort.“Time to open up slut!” Tara 's hips jerked from side to side as Jim forced the narrow point of the plug into her ass, she wailed out as he forced it deeper and deeper in her. She understood, though, and wished me luck. Her and I always had an understanding for each other and she was glad for me. She recommended a nice cozy Italian restaurant in the area. I called Terry and she thought it sounded good. I was elated.I got dressed as the time approached. I thought I looked sharp in a casual collared shirt and slacks. I said my good-byes to my sister and the kids.The directions my sister gave me were good. I arrived at the restaurant and told the Maitre d' I was waiting. “But I think I need to build up a reserve first. Why don’t you grab me a couple of beers.”Eagerly, she scampered off to the kitchen, and I pulled her sister up into my lap.“But in the meantime, I still want a show,” I confided to the petite teen, as I snugged her up against my erection. “What should we do to Jaime right now?”“Oooh...” she smiled and snuggled her hip into my crotch. “Can I fist her?”“Perfect.” I leaned in and kissed her. She responded tentatively, flicking the tip of her tongue.