” The girl took the cup and leaned in to give Miranda a peck on the cheek. When she was gone, Miranda let out a breath as if she’d been holding it... the whole time the girl was in the room.Who was she?“Theresa. My stepsister. Please do not possess her! My mother and her father were married in Washington after you possessed me. Where did you go?”I went home. And I have no desire to possess anyone.“Did you suffer when you returned? I was upset with you, but I do not wish you to be tormented in. ”As they approached the mound, just by the roadway, the dirt turned out to be a roof looking much like an igloo. But it was the top of a what was rapidly becoming a full-service clubhouse/sanctuary for the newly empowered dancers. There was a well-anchored temporary building already in place, mostly below ground, for those who wanted some solo weight work.“What brings you all the way up here?” Stacy said. “I know what kind of effort it requires to ride that bike up this mountain.”“Looking for. I quickly brace myself again by putting my hands back on the bed. You get the message, and begin tweaking, pulling, circling and, teasing both my nipples and clit, while continuing to pump your cock into me. I am getting loud and again very close to orgasm. I think I might cum before you do, so I risk taking my right hand off the bed. I have to use all my strength in my left arm now to support us both to withstand your thrusting. I generously lick my middle finger and reach down between our. Bev told me she probably did but that Susan's idea of comfort was probably a lot different than what I was thinking. Her parting thought was "You know your duty. Do whatever you have to do."I took a closer look at the girl who was hanging on to me. Now that Bev had yanked my head out of my ass, I could see the sexuality smoldering just beneath the surface. To use a ranching term, this girl was definitely in season. No, that wasn't right. We weren't in the good old USA where you weren't a real.