Her username would be perfect for the occasion. “I’m Chrissy’s sister.”“Ah,” Dillon replied with a smooth tone. He turned his attention ba...ck to Chrissy. “Am I interrupting? I could come ba-”“No, not at all,” Christina interrupted. “In fact, you’re just the person we were talking about. Isn’t that right Chrissy?”Chrissy gave a doe in the headlights expression.When Chrissy didn’t answer, Dillon leveled a cocky grin at Christina. “What were you saying about me?”Christina avoided answering, but. They asked to visit his estate but most were turned. Some rich people offered money and connections but also only a hand full of them were accepted. Despite of some old freinds from his time as a politician it seems that the host decides absolute arbitrarily who he invites and who not.But then the strange things began. At first nobody seems to know where exactly the mansion is. Then there a reports of mission people who took a vacation. But all of them still call their family and friend. And you did! So now you know, and we can…” “We can what, Michelle? What do you want me to do with this?” I scowled at the ring on the table. It was a plain band with a pair of interlocked teardrops on it, symbolizing the Yin Yang relationship. It made too much sense. “All I’ve got is a headache and wounded pride.” “Oh come on, relax. Look, I just want you to help me figure this thing out. It’ll be nice having someone to talk to about this.” “Yeah, whatever. What do you want from me?” “I. Black stockings, with 6" high heels, She sexily walked over to me, slowly rotating her hips, her hands running up and down her body, says she stood n front of me one of her hands went down to my cock, mmmm!! She said in my ear your cock is nice and hard, are you ready to fuck me? Yes I whispered back, but not yet she said as she bit then whispered in my ear, is this how you would like me to dress when I bring a BBC lover home to fuck me. Jesus I nearly came in my pants, would you like me to.