Brother Mine. Mine. Switch the English syntax to “mine”. The possessive of the pronoun. The possessive. And we are that. We possess. Mine. Our blo...od is the same. Is it so much a sin that blood calls to blood in this jagged fucked up way? We speak to each other the way most twins do: secret words and silent says. We know each other almost as little a****ls do: by scent. Yes, this one is part of me. We are a mated pair. Sharing a womb is a precious and intimate thing. As babies did we touch and. Looking back, she saw how cold and heartlessly she had treated Mike. She didn't believe that she had ever stopped loving him but in looking at her actions at that time it had sure looked like she had. She had told Mike time and again that she always loved him even then but secretly in her mind she wasn't that sure. She loved him now and that was what was important.Her affair had started in such a simple manner. Melanie had been Sean's girlfriend at the time and as some women do tend to do, she. She stares at Ashley in complete knowing and understanding. But her empathy does not surpass her presence and complete control of Ashley and the situation. ‘Is that understood, dear?’ Miss Rose asks, firmly. Ashley can feel her asshole clench tightly as she realizes Miss Rose will not help her. ‘Is that understood?’ Miss Rose asks, again. This time a little more bite in her tone, but still perfectly level. Ashley takes another glance around the room. She sees the small cage in the wall where. He may have been on top of Marion, but she was doing all the fucking. Sorry, Ellaree. You were great, but Marion was better.As her lower body propelled his body in and out, he couldn’t imagine anyone fucking with any more intensity; he couldn’t comprehend anyone’s kisses being more vicious. As wild as any girl he’d ever kissed, this older woman was sucking his tongue into her mouth and chewing on it while her cunt did the same to his cock. Not that he was complaining. If all the other.