It was a languishing, passionate kiss every bit as sensual as Logan had dreamed. He put his arms around her and kissed back. They ignored Chad and beg...n exploring each others mouths, their tongues crossing, their lips quivering with sexual tension. He was still nervous about his brother tied up right there and decided to let her lead. She took her time, concentrating on drawing his passion through his mouth. He closed his eyes as she became a lover, nipping here, and there, tasting his ready. And she was dressed for bed, not adventuring. She laughed softly, thinking she sounded like Dora the Explorer.What she needed was the library. This required a return trip to her bedroom to change, and a temporal realignment to daylight hours. Tomorrow, or earlier today, she wondered uneasily? Intuition suggested that earlier today was the safer bet, though she couldn’t have explained why, if asked. Somehow, it just felt right.She had another problem: Rebecca was pretty sure that Mom would be at. Then I reached across the table with both hands, grabbed the edge of her tray and pulled it over to me. She looked up at me, startled, but I paid her no attention—I was looking at the contents of her tray. It was pretty much Dining Hall Standard: sliced turkey-roll with cranberry jelly, mashed potatoes, green beans, a small salad. She also had a small plate of carrot-sticks, a dish of strawberry shortcake, an apple and a glass of water. I studied it all for a few moments as she watched me,. “What are you doing?” I demanded. “Sven, help!”And then the lamia twisted around, straddling my head. Her snatch, dripping with my brother's cum, descended to my lips. At the same moment, she pulled up my robe, exposing my pussy, and lapped at my clit with her rough tongue.I squirmed at the shock of pleasure. Her tongue rasped over my clit, sending buzzing rapture through me while her sweet pussy cream and my brother's salty cum trickled into my mouth. A hot shiver ran through me.I tasted my.
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