She couldn’t trust her ability to speak while the burning agony of her chest kept her unable to catch her breath. XXX Even the poppers don’t hurt that much!’ Béla cried in her sister’s mind. She also knew that Béla wasn’t afraid of being hurt that much. Beth walked toward her sister, loaded gun in hand. ‘Who says we don’t have anything to do?’ Beth whispered into her sister’s mind. As Béla came again, Beth pulled the trigger, creating another furrow of white-hot agony up through Béla’s belly. Despite the fact that she couldn’t feel her legs, her pussy radiated her need, full to overflowing with her girl-cum. ‘Only three months to go,’ Beth thought to her sister lying halfway on top of her.
