" Yeah, I had to think hard about the hip movement when I was behind Sheila, again it's not a natural everyday motion! Anyway, you're up next, are you...ready?" I reckon so. Might as well get started!"We went back into the sitting room."Next please!"Sian unfolded and read out loud the piece of paper that said 'Adrian, slowly, downwards on the sofa', clapped her hands in delight, and settled herself in the corner of the sofa.This was going to be interesting!Adrian knelt on the sofa in front of her. ”“She is, Daddy,” Georgia moaned. “Oh, my god, she's got her tongue so deep into me and her fingers... They're playing with my clit, Daddy. The clit that you'll pierce. I want to make you so happy. I want you to lead me around like a bitch, Daddy!”Daddy groaned and fucked me faster. His balls thwacked into my clit. Pleasure sparked through my body. Waves of heat buffeted me. They made me whimper and groan. My tongue shoved deeper into my sister's sour bowels. My fingers danced on her clit, her. In their frenzy, Lauren managed to beat him to the first move, and he could feel his soaking shirt peel off of his body. Andrew grasped the hem of her tank-top and pulled if off of her, but in the same moment it seemed as if he was stripping her naked of an emotion. Suddenly, it looked to Andrew as if some sort of relief washed over her. She no longer seemed confused, but determined. If he could take off those heavy, negative emotions, things might change for the better… Some feeling deep in. "Ah need to know if this is real. Ah'm not jumpin inta bed with him." Nobody said you have to!" I pointed out."Six months?" Charlotte adjusted her timeline. "Ah think that if Ah feel the sayme way then..." And you're making it hard for me." Helen countered. "I really don't care if you don't want to see them, but I do, and I'm not going to have you sabotaging it." That's not fayah!" Charlotte complained. "If yew see them, y'all will stay in that "Ah'm in love" mode." She made quotation marks.