„Du Arme, Du hast Dir auch einfach zu viel aufgeladen für diese blöde Party. Ich werde sie sofort absagen."Ich hätte heulen können, so lieb wie ...Manfred zu mir war. Ich überzeugte ihn, dass die Party natürlich stattfinden müsse. Ich müsse mich einfach nur ausruhen. Morgen, an seinem Geburtstag würde es mir schon viel besser gehen. Niemand, niemand durfte etwas merken.Ich ging auch später nicht nach unten, sondern verbrachte den Abend allein im Schlafzimmer. Ich versuchte möglichst nicht an Ben. . you know that, right?" Of course!"The buxom girl sat in the chair before the doctor's desk, a bright smile on her face. Dr. Kelly Thibodeau looked at her with skeptical scrutiny and careful visual study."And you do realize that I'm your cousin... right, Iceland?"The girl across from the doctor's desk burst out giggling. "Oh, c'mon! You know I'm qualified!"If not cousins, one might mistake the girls for sisters. They were both black with dusky skin, raven hair, and curvaceous and shapely. ‘Good bitch,’ said the man behind me straight into my ear, while I moaned and wondered if I should yell out to stop them. But I loved how they were touching me and holding me and talking to me and talking about me… The voice in my ear continued. ‘Cut that bra off,’ he said, ‘I want her skin on display.’I panted uncontrollably to feel a cold blade caress my breasts, then I whimpered as scissors cut deftly through the front of my bra, letting my breasts and nipples rise high into the air. I felt. His cock slid inside me, filling me in a way that I found new. His cock slowly fucked me as I held onto the window ledge. After a couple of minutes the pace picked up; then I gasped in surprise as I watched my husband walking back to the pool deck, two stories below."What the hell?" I gasped, trying to turn my head. But the man behind me had his fist clenched in my curly hair, holding my head forward. "Not one word." He said softly without missing a beat as he continued fucking me. "You begged.