"How did you made me do that " she asked as she looked a little scared at him " you don't need to know that sis but if you want that money you have to...work for it "he said as his now soft cock started to grow back to his new 11 inches " what must I do then .... make your homework " she said joking James smiled and looked at her " No I want you to strip for me like a good slut " he said as he smiled at his sister "eewh james im your sister why should I ever strip for you " she says as her hands. Cock buried deep in your pussy, I pause and reach for some lube and apply it to my fingers. Then I finger-paint along the rim of your ass before resuming my thrusts into your pussy. The sensation coupled with the idea of me touching your ass drives you wild. With each thrust you push back harder forcing my cock deeper and deeper until I feel the head touch your cervix. I can feel you orgasm build and your anus clenches and relaxes as I thrust. You moan loudly and squeeze my cock with your. When my mother died she had been survived by her servant Ms. Kate and Ms. Kate had taken care of me from childhood. Ms. Kate was fond of hiring young pretty women to serve our house, and perhaps herself. Ms. Kate had been stern, attentive to detail, and had an eye for natural beauty. In her day she had been a beauty as well, which was probably the reason my father hired her. She was still quite attractive for an older woman and I grew to appreciate her age and skills. I walked down the hall and. She undid the phone cord freeing Hank’s hands. Hank began to stand up but Debbie shoved him back down. She wrapped her arms around him from the back and licked his ear. “Don’t be late.” Hank smiled “Don’t worry I won’t.” Debbie began walking out the door and Hank spanked her bum. She giggled. “Maybe there is hope for him yet.” She thought to herself.It was a quite ride home for Hank. He rode in his truck playing what had just happened over and over in his mind. He couldn’t believe what he had.