She was not in a position to care about that when she hugged me. Neither was I.She got her mixture spread over the rear areas of my shirt. I did not b...ther about it. It felt good to be in her hug. My arms automatically encircled her. I rubbed her back. She slowly withdrew from the hug.Di – “It’s so good to see you after a long time. It felt like months.”Me – “Me too, Di.”Then she looked at her hands and turned me back.Di – “Haha… Look at your shirt. I am sorry. I should have washed my hands.”Me. It smelled like Pine-Sol cleaner, and the golden floorboards gleamed waxy with polish. It certainly seemed clean, no matter what she claimed.We passed a stairway leading upstairs and a bathroom door, slightly ajar, before walking through into a decent-sized carpeted living-room. The light green plastered walls were filled with pictures, some were antique-looking black and white portraits, and others were modern color snaps of what was most likely her kids and grandkids. We sat down on an. " Finn put the MP-5's strap over his shoulder and the Glock in a belt holster. In his front pocket he carried a Strider folding knife that he had purchased while deployed in Iraq. The knife was one of the toughest in the world and had literally been a lifesaver. Finn never left home without it.Crouching, they stealthily approached the house. The snow had stopped, but heavy storm clouds still covered the moon, and the virgin snow muffled the sound of their approach. Finn and Liv circled the. I nearly passed out at this point, the sensations were overwhelming me.Fiona let go of my nipple but kept her hands working on my cock.'Jamie, my little sissy, you have seen what the future could bring you;a world of sensation and absolute pleasure where you will experienceyour deepest desires. You will sink into a world of pleasure andecstasy. World where every one of the desires you never dared to revealwill be fulfilled.. You will be a slave to your senses. You will becomeaddicted to.