I look at Robert, intrigued. He guesses my question."Crystal spent the last few days with Simon" He says. "We wanted Yukiko alone, for the whole week.... She must also drive herself up here. She does not know what she is to face, only that it will be extreme and, quite possibly, terminal"I shudder. I started all of this, it was my idea; if Yukiko dies it will be my fault.Robert walks into the house to chat with Simon. Vicky and I take the luggage in. Crystal can't help, as she is kneeling in front. Main bhi dhire dhire josh mein aa gaya tha. Unka face aur mera face ekdum saamne saamne tha. Unhone dhire se mere hath pakad liye aur kuch kuch baat karne lagi.Baat karte karte achanak woh mujhe kiss kar li. Main bhi apne aap ko rokna nahi chahta tha. Maine dhire se kiss karte karte apna ek haath unke boobs pe rakh diya. Oh my god, kya mast feeling tha unke boobs ko dabane ka.Woh bhi pura mera sath de rahi thi. Humlog ek dusre se pure lipat gaye.Woh mere upar aa gaye aur upar hi upar mere lund. Then as he got his forceps, he would keep tweaking her nipple, and I will admit, he turned me on, and I am sure Gin was excited as well. I could smell her excitement, even from 10 feet away, so there was no mistaking that the tattoo artist, Ryan could also smell it. I could see her ass-cheeks raise and lower as she struggled to orgasm. Ryan smiled lewdly at me and then, spread her feet as far apart as her skirt would allow and secure them to the padded table. My thoughts about Gin not wearing. The closet. There has to be something in there. What the HELL? I can't wear an evening gown. Not even a pair of sweats or anything? I was on the verge of going all the way back downstairs, when I spotted my silky, thigh length, white bathrobe hanging behind the door. It was one of those like you find at Victoria Secret's. It had little rose flower prints all over it and lace trim along the collar and around the bottom. So I figured, "What the Hell, at least it'll be better then wearing a.