She was quiet content to let Jean play with her legs; his fingers lightly caressed her silky stockings and she was becoming a little aroused as she to... watched her lover and her nemesis lap at each other’s cunts. She butted out her cigarette and slid off the arm of the chair into Jean’s lap; he kissed her and she responded passionately as his hands explored her stocking tops and his tongue explored her mouth.She could feel his now fully erect penis pushing against her buttocks and she adjusted. “I’m really happy to see you!”“I’m happy to see you. Do you know what you want to do this weekend?”“Anything at all, so long as we’re together!”She laughed, “Of course! I brought a bag with me and I’ll stay tonight. We can have dinner with my parents on Sunday and you can stay at our apartment, and we can take you to the train on Monday morning. If it’s nice, we can go to the beach tomorrow or Sunday. We could also go to see a movie if you like.”“Sounds good!”We arrived at the park and I led. Drew glared back at him. ‘What?’ ‘Nothing.’ The brothers fell silent after that and Drew rubbed his chin. He reached for the newspaper and scanned the headlines. He gave up after rereading the same article several times without recalling a thing and tossed the newspaper down. Carter laughed. ‘Chill out. You’re off today, I’m off, Mina’s coming over and you know you’re always more relaxed when she’s around.’ Drew opened his mouth to retort but nothing came to mind. He shrugged and pushed himself. Drawing on every ounce of courage he had inside him, he compliantly stammered. "I don't know Mistress." With her buttery soft black leather hand clampedtightly around his throat, she began rocking his head slowly from side to sideand sarcastically said. "Louder slave. I can't hear you." Turning her ear towards him to listen.He sniffled and replied. "I don't know Mistress." She released her grip on his throat and stood. Hiseyes were still locked on hers and with a look of pity on her face, she.