For the briefest moment, alarm registered on her face, then the flare of pain. And finally, the pleasure, the release, the explosion of endorphins and...sensations as pleasure and pain collided in her body, and instead of warring for control, they coalesced into something bigger, something greater and more powerful, and my slave screamed and screamed as her orgasm washed over her so powerfully she could do nothing but ride it out. She lay there, gasping and shuddering, and I quickly tossed off. She was beginning to remind me of Playboy’s Little Annie Fannie, wide-eyed innocence attached to boobs and a nice ass. ‘They called a moving company today,’ she said. ‘Who did?’ I asked, my attention idling on the cleavage I envisioned beneath the Alcott & Andrews blouse. ‘My parents. They’re closing on the townhouse next week and want to get the furniture down in six weeks. I am shocked.’ ‘So instead of calling them in Merrick you’ll call them in Boca. And you’ll get warm weather vacations.’. Whenever we walked out on the streets, we would often be mistaken for sisters because of our striking resemblance despite the hefty twenty-eight year age gap. However, there was a memory in the back of my mind that niggled at me. Perhaps she had told me before and I had just forgotten about it or just didn’t want to believe it.But why did it matter anyway? Whether or not we were related by blood no longer mattered at this point. Furthermore, perhaps not being related by blood was even better. Her ebony hair, including the neat little triangle between her legs, and her alabaster skin are a startling contrast. A heterosexual male simply could not look upon something like that without getting hard, and I followed the commands of my hormones. My boxers were tented straight out in front, clearly announcing my state.Aphrodite looked pointedly at it, smiled her enigmatic smile and held out her arms. “Come to me, Bobby. Let us make a child.”She sat on the side of Sherry’s bed, lay down.
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