Kirsty. I couldn’t eat more than a few bites each meal, which didn’t get unnoticed, and my mother’s worried questions got more adamant each day....Even dad started to ask me if I was well, and while he was more reserved with his questions, the worry in his eyes made me feel even worse each time I circumvented answering. The final straw was solstice. When I declared that I wouldn’t attend the bonfire, mum pushed me down on a kitchen chair and pulled out another one, took a seat directly in front. Nearly half her belly looked like a bottle of Elmer’s glue had been emptied on it: thick, white, gooey and glistening. “I didn’t think there’d be so much,” she said. “Um, James, a little help?” He looked at her and the mess he’d plastered on her belly. “Oh right,” he said, sounding a little dazed. “A towel?” She nodded. “Under the bathroom sink, please.” She watched his semi-hard cock bounce as he stumbled away and returned her attention to his cumshot. To Amisha, her belly looked like a. /where the fuck am I?/ As I turn my head sharply towards the origin of the noise, I realize there is a leather collar around my neck as well, hindering my movements. I can only imagine what is to come as I sit here helplessly. A door opens and shuts somewhere in the room, I close my eyes, hoping to wake from this dream, knowing that is not going to happen. Suddenly I feel someone behind me, hands touching me, traveling up my navel towards my chest. A sharp gasp escapes me as my nipple is. . but as a woman kissing a man. Passionately, hotly ... desperately. And as we did, I felt the slickness of her cunt suddenly envelope and surround me, not quite entering. More like lips kissing me even that way. Mouth to mouth, her pussy mouth, my cock mouth, kissing, pressing, rubbing. And then heaven.I felt her suddenly take me in fully. One easy up and then down motion, and suddenly I was inside her. Inside my sister, buried to the hilt. I held her breasts within my hands, kneading them,.
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