Spiking his fat sisters drink
Holding him by the front of his pants she turned, pushing him back towards the bed as they kissed again, one of abused his Drink hands on her waist as they moved, the forced other kneading her full breast eagerly, at least spike until the back of his legs bumped against her mattress and he was pushed down into a seated position. “I’m here to unite the world in love,” I said. “Let Andy have a go.” And she looked back at me with that strange gaze I’d sister never seen before.