It was the young strong man, Justice Holt. All the circus posters were full of his face.He was built like Michelangelo's David. His gaze as it peered ...egally from the cardboard signs that were shouting from every shop window that the circus was in town charged deep thrills into the hearts of romantic women, insisting: You shall come to see me perform. You shall come.And Joan could see why the signs were so effective as she stood just outside the ring and her eyes met Justice's. He was cool and. . this funk, or whatever it is. You've been a shut-in just about long enough. Mom's worried about you, our friends are worried about you. Fuck, I'm worried about you!" I'm fine," he said."No, you're not. You need to get over that bitch and get back to being yourself."Now it was his turn to shake his head. He gulped down another long swallow of vodka from the bottle. He stared at the woman standing in front of him and pointed at her. "Look," he said. "No one's worried about me. Not you, not Mom,. Maneesha saw all this with trembling legs. She couldn’t believe what she saw. She had never seen this side of her sister. Monica took a long time teasing Karan but finally went for the blowjob.Maneesha saw with her mouth opened as her sister took the entire length of Karan’s dick in her mouth. She gasped for air but didn’t let the dick go. Her cracked voice was making Karan hornier than ever. Monica started blowing him at a slow pace, and Karan kept moaning in resonance.It didn’t take Monica. I wake up in the morning and slowly open my eyes. I see you sitting there watching me sleeping, it’s really sweet. I look over to the bed side table and see its only 6am on a Saturday morning and wonder to myself why we are awake. I want to give you a cuddle and kiss so I start to sit up and find I can’t, I panic a little and you comfort me and whisper in my ear, “now baby this is for being such a cock tease my little cock tease”. I pull at my hands and find that they are tied to the bed, I.