A few tendrils brushed against her neck as she tied the halter style top. I'll kill you. A soft ding announced her arrival, breaking the silence in the car. She seemed relaxed, almost serene, and we chatted as if we hadn't had a chance to talk in ages. When I left for college, I kissed my sweet innocent little sister good-bye. She bent forward to let my hand invade the top but balked when I tried to undo the buttons. Come home with me. With a small laugh of triumph she went inside. He walked the three steps to the pale table she sat on. Each one stretching her, making her gasp and moan with the sensation of filling, each one pushing the one inside her before it even deeper, until she felt herself full to bursting. |