In private you can call me Marilyn." Marilyn, I know this is hard to believe but what Mr. Burns said is true." She stopped and thought for a few secon...ds. "It's different when you have a sister slave. I couldn't imagine my life without Betty. It's hard to explain but we're a family. She is a pain sometimes and I would love to put her in her place. I'm supposed to be first girl but she is always trying to get the upper hand."Anyway, it's just not the same as if I guy was cheating on you. My. Butthere's a growing need in me, welcoming the show, encouraging it,spurring me on it wants more. I stifle that want and speak again"So...ugh...far..mental capacities seem to be intact...but I find myself control slipping...I...feel. God I feel..."Moaning with wanton abandon. I slip off my shirt and pants in a rapidmania. Sitting naked on the stool now. My back arching as on camera, mysmall pink nipples darken. The flesh crinkling as they harden, theareolas widening, as thousand of nerve ends. Not too close, though, too much shit on the floor around the hamper. Who cares?So what do I do now? I'm up. I'm not dead yet, so I guess that means I need coffee. I stare at the drip pot but the gooey curd in the bottom of the thing is too much to think about. I find a sort of clean cup, rinse it out and put it in the microwave and try to find a spoon that isn't some color besides silver while wait. I don't remember the last time I washed the dishes. God, that's awful! I stare at the cup but it. His helm was almost glowing red and the veins down his shaft were almost pulsing."Do it." I told him "Show me your hands free cum."I kept my pace of a solid fucking as I stared down towards where or bodies joined. Pete's hands let go of his legs and gripped his duvet either side of himself. He pushed his head back into his pillows as he released a long drawn out and primal groan. His manhood began to spasm almost violently as he started to gush his liquid love. His first spurt raced up his.