Perhaps I heard her moan but it was above my head. I tried to check if fingering was possible and she was tight down her hole. I tried licking and the... taste and smell of her vaginal fluid drove me away for the first time. I dressed her back as I thought it was enough for the time.Perhaps she hadn’t understood what was done to her. So, she came the next afternoon as well and I had kept her juice ready, with the amount of sleeping pill bit more than the previous day’s. She drank and she slept. But first, he wanted to watch the beautiful blonde lesbian have her way with Sarah. He had never seen two women make love before and the thought of having a live performance made his balls tighten."Let's start out by gettin' to know each other better," Gene suggested, getting up to close the drapes. Turning, he grinned at the two women while he tugged at his sweater. "And I can't think of no better way to get friendly faster than in the shower!"Sarah sat unmoving while her brother-in-law. I shouldn't have, I know, and I was trembling with fear and excitement, wondering if Mrs. Sawyer wouldn't come out to the garage this time, just to check on us. I almost thought I wanted her to, but that couldn't be right. I tried not to think about it as I reached back to get that soggy bit of toilet paper out of the way, dropping it to the floor. I wanted him to fuck me. No matter what I thought or said, it was what I did that counted, and I was helping him anyway I could."Put it in me .... .You once suggested I should try that Sriracha sauce recipe. Finally, I have enough raw material.Back in the kitchen, I whet my Zwilling on the steel, check the sharpness of the blade by shaving a tiny patch of arm hair with it and take out the designated cutting board. It's red from years of handling chilies of all sorts. Before beginning my work, I slide my hands into laboratory-grade nitrile gloves—my nerve endings already thank me for that—and slide on a pair of safety goggles. Bad.