He began to suck the juices from the scarf. His cock was hard and standing straight up and the little sister grabbed a silk scarf and tied it first ar...und his wrists and then to the bed frame. He was in her control and he was so turned on by her slut moves as he watched her take aniother silk scarf and wrap it around his hard cock. It was wrapped around his cock like a mummy. She sucked the tip of his cock and grabbed one more silk scarf. This time she wrapped it around her finger and began to. ’ ‘But what if Dad does?’ ‘He won’t, Marie.’ ‘You don’t know my father, humor me, and say that he does.’ ‘I will do my best not to hurt him. Most likely we will verbally spar back-and-forth, too feel each other out. Worst case scenario is that we will grudgingly get along. You can respect someone without liking them. What the heck. Your Dad might grow to like me in time.’ ‘How can you be so sure, Patrick? You don’t know my Dad.’ ‘Just call it a gut feeling. You will have to trust me on this. My hand was holding his erection and I squeezed firmly as he fingered me, then I stroked his hard length, making sure he was ready for me. Feeling his hardness and hearing his ragged breath against my ear, I knew it was time and I lined myself up with him, ready and needy. His hand on my breast quickly pinched my nipple hard, then slid up to my throat, holding me still. Moving us forward he pressed me firmly into the cold tile wall, using his legs to spread mine as far as I could go. Biting. I'm almost embarrassed to say that I was both stunned and over joyed at my good luck over her ... umm ... misfortune. I couldn't believe what I was seeing and I must have been in shock myself because instead of leaping to her aid and rescuing her from a fate worse than death, I sat there mesmerised by the sight of her and couldn't help but think; she's naked, totally naked – hooray! I ran my eyes along the sensational flowing curves of her waist, hips and thighs immersing myself in the sight of.