"Have you seen Mike, Tessa, Micheal, Hardy?" i asked, curious to know about whats the rest of my siblings been up to.
"Yea, i visit them often, each with their own purposes. You do know i have to report to the Clan about everyone's progress right?" He bellowed.
"but you never visited me thou," i chirped at him. "Lil Sister, IF i do know where to find you, i would have." he shot those words at me forcefully.
Yes, for 8 years, i have been avoiding almost everyone in the family. For a reason of course. But now, i have to get the urgent throbbing settled. And i know how just to do it.
"Luther... do you think i can have this room alone for a moment?" i asked coyly.
"Do what you want, i'll be at the bar. Call me when you are done." He bellowed again, knowing clearly what i wanted to do. Its no secret what i am thinking as he just had to look into my mind and read for himself.
With a heave, he stood up and walked away. The door moaned softly behind him as it snaps to a close.
Jane rolled onto her back and settled her head onto a plush pillow. Then, as she always did ,she ran her hand up the inside of her thigh and started to unbuckle her jeans and brought off the bottom of her ankles with it. She flipped her blouse off and snapped the bra free, revealing all that pent up frustrations. With her tiny panties now uncovered, Jane slid her hand inside.
She touched her clit one time and felt the all too familiar tingle in her pussy. She would not return to that most sensitive spot for a few minutes, knowing that only the slightest provocation with the train conductor on her mind would start her down the steep cliff toward an orgasm.
Jane's panties stretched out as her petite hand probed the moist area around her pussy. She gathered moisture on her fingertips and separated the flaps of labia to allow access to her vagina. Her hand slid up and down, the fingers finding the opening, but not entering, just teasing it over and over again.
(KNOCK KNOCK)
"Miss Smith? Lord Pride said you needed me. How can i help you?" the voice of the train conductor came thru the wooden door
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