“We’re just on the same spiritual wavelength. We’re on the same page, babe. We’re both, what’s that word, I think? Polyamorous? Yes, I think... that’s it. You love me. You love Liz. Liz loves you. She loves Ryan, too. Love could easily grow between Liz and me, perhaps even Ryan and me, maybe even Ryan and you. But, in any case, we have the basic building blocks of a strong kitchen table arrangement, I think. One where everyone shares and revels in the knowledge of the sharing, but also enjoys the. Of course, she was his, but it was always sexy to remind her of it.As they entered the bedroom, Maeson told Kimber to heel, and waited for her to comply, curious how she would react to being told to heel like a dog. Sure, she was his sister, but there was something extremely erotic about topping her that he just couldn’t ever get over.Maeson had seemed content to simply tease and caress (lightly) Kimber as they completed dinner. She could still feel her obedience, recharged by his order to. Or un ka face pakad k kiss kar diya unho ne band muhu mai bola k open mai nahi koi aa jaye ga mai kiss karta raha unho ne bhi sath diya.Or deep kiss karne lagi mmuuuhhhh mmuuuhh un ki jeeb mere muhu mai thi. Or meri jeeb se khel rahi thi main eek hath se un k mulayam boobs dabne laga. Or vo mere land ko pant k upper se hi dabne lagi hame ne deep kiss kar k alag hue to tu ham dono ki sas kafi tez chal rahi thi. Or ham dono k face pe smile aa gayi unho ne kaha k lucky mai tum pe vishwas kar sakti. The room, though initially private, was stocked with bodies. There were between five and six bodies on each bed, lying in alternate directions on their sides to maximize space. Those not lucky enough to warrant such comfort during their dying moments lay sprawled against the walls. Even so, the air was easier to breathe than it had been in the hallway. With the windows shattered and the floor near the window heavily damaged, there was nothing blocking the flow of air. Corpses lay on planks of.