Jerry's sister hands me a towel and lets me help her dry off. She suggests that I walk Gina home.We talk about ninth grade and the subjects we plan to... take. "Carla was disappointed that your brother didn't come," she says. I feel her hand rub against mine."Jerry's sister?" Carla Kinsley. Don't you know her name?" she asks. I take her hand and as we approach a streetlight I see her looking at me. Her hand feels small and soft."He couldn't make it," I say to explain why my brother didn't. The door opened. Probably a meal. There was no point trying to break out of this door. There were other doors between her and freedom. Many others. Every time she tried to escape, they took her deeper. ‘Brevila?’ She turned, not believing her ears. That voice! ‘Valo?’ she asked. The light from the tunnel’s brightglows behind him made him nothing but a large shade. ‘Is it her?’ asked an impatient voice, one she recognised as the termite guard that usually brought her meals. ‘Yes,’ said her. My cum covered her tits as I finished pumping all over her voluptuous breasts. Once done, I watched as Della scooped up my cum and bathed her breasts with my cum. It was fucking hot. The four of us exhausted, having all had multiple orgasms, except for my sister who had yet to reach orgasmic bliss, sat on the couch speechless. Sandra broke the silence begging, Master I need to cum. I got up, went to the kitchen and returned with a long, thick cucumber. I handed it to her, Have at it, slut.. When she had finally calmed down enough she turned and asked how my day was, I responded with the hand that I still had resting on her thigh by driving two fingers into her still soaking wet pussy.After Sarah had finished laughing she started ripping my clothes off and soon found what she wanted. She immediately wrapped her soft hands and lips around my hard shaft and started sucking my cock like her life depended on it, this was too much for me after all that had happened and I told her to.