“I have raises the hair, soda, fruit juice.”“What’s raises the hair?” Miller asked.“A Borealan drink, you want to try some? It’s low alc...ohol, kind of like human wine.”“Yeah, sure.”She retrieved a bottle of pink liquid from the fridge and collected two glasses from a shelf above the counter. It was so strange to Miller, like he was standing on the set of a forced perspective movie, everything was blown up in size. It was messing with his perception, his brain seemingly unable to decide whether. I must tell you he looked really cute and had a good physique. He stared at me for a while and then there was a small intro and I was invited inside. As I went inside I saw my aunt and uncle sitting on the sofa. Some greetings were exchanged and then my cousin showed me my room. I was delighted to see my room, it was well decorated. After a while, I changed to my shorts and crop top and went for the dinner. In just a few days, I and my cousin Abhay became best friends. We started going out. Fucking her alone, fucking her with someone else. Having orgasms in her arms, making her have them, even when it was almost impossible, when she was so stupefied by drugs that she could barely wake up long enough to climax.I'd kill her, she thought. No, I wouldn't. I could never do that. I would... just turn away. I'd be so sad. I wouldn't talk to her again. Ever.Laura turned weepy and cried softly in the dark for a while. Sara still had not called by midnight. These were the most agonizing. When the skirt pools around my feet, my hands slide up my legs to the Vee. Pausing momentarily at the edges of the black lace panty, my hands move to the wet spot and lightly rub my slit. They continue their journey up to my large supple breasts and cup my black lace bra, my hands push them together and squeeze."Mmm, mmm." I moan, as my fingers find the front clasp.Unhooking the clasp, I feel the cool air brush across my nipples as my fingers reach for them. Taking my thumbs and forefingers, I.