And we'd better never give an opinion about their hair (How do you like my hair? I've just changed its color and style to bald), or their outfit (How ...o I look? Isn't grunge a great style?), or anything else about them that is the least bit un-flattering because there's only one answer that they want to every such question. And we can't look at their legs, even if they're the most beautiful legs in the world, especially when they wear heels, nylons, and short skirts to show them off. And we. Penny... and she is..." my sister? Maybe I'd better not tell her that. "...a guest here and to be treated with respect. Is that clear?" Ye- yes, Master," she replied, stepping back and closing up the front of her robe."Now go have Fifi prepare a setting for two, and then attend us." Yes, Master."Shaken, Bambi ran off, leaving me to try to find out why Penelope was kneeling on my front doorstep with two suitcases and wearing an outfit that included mini-skirt. As far as I knew, she hadn't worn a. “Well I’m staying back here and finishing myself off” she huffed as she moved again to where she knew I could see her. “Suit yourself!” I said to her as I switched the car on and began to pull out of the parking lot.“Oohhh Robbie, it feels so good” she teased. I readjusted my mirror to get a direct look between her legs. Her middle and ring fingers were sliding in and out. She was moaning each time and getting louder as she got faster.“I want that cock again” she groaned from the back.“My pussy. When he slipped his finger up her ass she hit the roof. Soon she was panting.Michael bit her neck as he stroked his finger in and out of her asshole. He knew this drove her nuts and he could tell by the nails on his back she was losing it fast. Increasing the pace, he waited to hear her beg and it didn’t take long.“Please Master,” Silk gasped.“Please what,” He asked as he lifted his head to look in her eyes. They were clouded with lust.After a few more pants, she asked, “Please may I.