Tasha gently nibbled at her sister’s clit while thrusting her fingers into her tight warm hole. Nadine came uncontrollably, as her body bucked and s...pasmed hard against Tasha’s tongue.My right hand slid up Tasha’s side, as I fucked her from behind. My hand found it’s way to her right breast, I caressed and kneaded her nipples as she twisted her head, to look me in me in the eyes. She moaned and met every thrust into her by rocking back into my groin.My hands were now, on her hips as I pounded. ”“It didn’t look so simple to me. She could have kissed your cheek or shook your damn hand if she wanted to express her thanks.”“Besides, there was no slobbering and the kiss wasn’t that long.”“I counted three seconds.”“You counted? Geez! You’re obsessed about this, aren’t you?”“What about your promise to Gary and Delilah? You couldn’t wait a few minutes?”“Not if I didn’t want a dead body on my conscience.”“Like they wouldn’t have left you bleeding in the street?”“I’d rather not become like. This sort of rotated my ass out and up and it must’ve been a good thing because Parker said, “that’s right.” Then another plunge started and the results were identical…explosive intensity followed by unbelievable pleasure. She pulled back again and I had to say, “I can feel every bit of your cock in me and I love every inch!” Parker then proceeded to quicken her strokes and the only thing I felt was pure bliss. No more pain (or if there was it was outweighed by pleasure) and after about. There was, as I expected there to be, a bulletin from NBC news. I listened for a bit, then went to the phone and dialed Tatyana’s number in Boston.“Stepa! You call because of death of Premier Brezhnev?”“Yes. I’m wondering how this might affect you and your father.”“Is always question when leader change, but Brezhnev has been leader since before I was born!” she said with some sadness.“Do you know who will be next?”“I believe will be Yuri Vladimirovich Andropov. He is head of funeral committee..