” Erin looked at Kandy and grinned. ‘Charge it, is my favorite word. It is time to go shopping and forget about our troubles.” The two women lef...t to go shopping, and enjoyed it to for a change, as the men were not around to complain about how much things cost. Little did they know, what lay in store for them, that weekend at the barbecue?Kandy and Erin returned from shopping, walked into the back yard, and told the men that they found many bargains. They insisted that their husbands see what. Shackled in the stockade, they did not secure her legs but that isn't what she attacked them with. She attacked with the muscles in her mouth and vagina.Betsy was born in Hong Kong, the illegitimate daughter of James Braddock, a minor noble and banker from London. Betsy's half brother, Brian referred to her as his twin growing up because in a fluke of nature, they were born on the same day, the same hour, just over forty minutes apart and half the world away with Elisabeth Glorianna Kwannon. Lifting her up and against him all at once…as her body presses to his he deepens the kiss, their tongues dance and explore each others warm mouths… he feels the heat from her skin where his hand is…her heart beats with his as her breath quickens…she runs her fingers through his short light brown hair as she feels his hand run down from the small of her back to cup her ass as he tightens his grip in her hair…ending the kiss he pulls her head back as she looks up into his eyes…seeing the fire. I didn't tell her that I could pick up nearly as much of their conversation as if I'd been sitting with them; the longer-range connection between Asmedogh and me was holding, and I could read even snippets of her if I tried. But I deliberately didn't try; it was far too much like eavesdropping, and she'd made clear her desire for privacy.The two of them communed for the better part of two hours, starting with his tail wrapped lightly around her wrist. He'd first proposed sitting on her shoulder.