My tongue circling the nipple, swirling over it as my lips close around it, suckling. Feeling the heat of her in my mouth.I hear her groan in the dist...nce as my teeth, covered by my lips, rub against her. I suckle her as my hand strokes and caresses her other breast. I move my mouth to her other breast. Switching from one to the other at will, sucking her, tasting her as she stands in my kitchen, offering herself to me.Almost subconsciously, I feel my hands drop to her waist, holding her hips. I sensed Kim was just as unsettled. He looked around at us, mirroring our concern, then said, "Who is that poor person."It sounds like she's in a dreadful situation." We don't know," I told him. "We first heard her plea just a few moments ago." She's dead, isn't she?" Kim asked, his eyes moist.Softly I told him, "I think so. Yes." Why was she killed?" He asked."We really don't know," added Tom. Then Stacey explained, "That's what we're trying to figure out."Even though we have all been together. Saliva was rolling down my chin. I held his chiseled hip with my left hand as I let him start thrusting back. His thrust started to become more forceful. I knew what I needed to do and what he wanted. I relaxed my throat and let him push down into my throat. I had learned how not to gag before and it was benefiting now. I looked up with 8 of 9 inches in my mouth and Marcus had an intense look on his face. "Damn, you suck dick better than any bitch I been with. Take it all, bitch," he demanded. Mockie whimpered with pain and excitement as her big sis pinched andtickled her caged boi-clit, pondering what it would feel like if Harleywas pinching a real hooded clit that she reverently wished she had.She knew her big sis was all heated up from the ministrations that shehad plied to Harley's delicious body. Slithering down in the bed,Mockie re-positioned herself till her shaded eyes once more was gazinginto her big sis's quivering kitty. Lavishly she planted tiny kissesall across.