Her only real health issues had been her lungs and the resulting thin physique that had slowed her development by a year or two.“What’s Dad doing,...other than retiring today?” I asked once I had a moment to catch my breath and speak.“He’s spending part of the day with James, working out some details for the funeral and such. It turns out that the Christian Science faith doesn’t really hold funerals in the formal sense. Of course, why would they? That would require some acknowledgement of grief. She pulled the ear buds from her ears, snapping back into the reality she desperately wanted to flee from. Her aqua eyes met the furious face of her brother, trying to grasp what almost happened. She felt her body rocking back an forth from her sudden stop. She leaned over grasping her knees as the world spun around her wildly. “You just about got hit” his sharp words assaulted her still adjusting senses. The heat rushed to her face, as she tried to focus on taking deep breaths. Slowly standing. Not with my previous lover. It had been raw and intense and hadn't just served to balance hormones. It had been greedy and primal. It had reached down to the soul. My train of thought was interrupted by his hand slipping free from my waist his body shifting away from mine and rolling to the other side of the mattress. Such a predictable move. And wait for it... a split second later came the soft snore. He was a good guy. Really, he was. But it couldn't have been more obvious things weren't. Obeying her anal training she tried to relax and hold her hips as still as possible, and soon Jacqueline was able to work with the whole length of the medium sized plug. The taller woman kept her movements deliberately slow. Her beloved’s juices were coating her thigh and she felt the tension in the cherished body rebuilding. She angled her thrusts slightly, playing Victoria’s body like a prized Stradivarius.It wouldn’t take long to bring her to another memorable orgasm.The evil, harsh Mistress.