In two strides I was at the foot of the bed, tearing off my clothes.She looked up at me with her puppy dog eyes. “I want you to lick my pussy.”She...was testing me. She wanted to see what I would do. How much control she had over me.I knelt down, my eyes between her legs. Her pussy, tummy and thighs were covered with sperm. It was all over her labia, the lovely tight tendon at the base of her thighs, and while I stared, another gooey glob slowly emerged from her slit.I had no choice. I leaned. I invited the girls in and told them to treat the place as their own. I had already given Fido his walk so they could relax and watch TV or a DVD or do anything they wanted. I put my coat on and went out for the evening. I met up with my friends in the local pub, and we made a night of it finishing up in the Indian restaurant just round the corner from my home. I made my way home round about midnight and had to buzz my own apartment to gain entry, since it was my habit to leave my keys at home. I make sure to capture his face. And then I scan back down his chest, to make sure we see you with your luscious lips wrapped around his cock. You look into the camera with your mouth full of cock.Your arse is in the air as you blow him. I can’t resist. I take out the riding crop and whack your arse, smiling. “Bad girl. Sucking any cock that comes your way!” I whack you a couple of times.He’s writhing under you, not knowing where to look. You look into his eyes and redouble your efforts,. Glancing around my room I spotted the copy of Playboy lurking in a corner, God knows why, but the thought popped into my head of what my sister would look like naked. I was surprised at myself for having this thought, even more so as I realised that I was getting turned on by it!"Gary, stop wanking and get down here." Sandra's voice drifted up the stairs to me.Angered by her words I went downstairs, she wasn't in the living room so I went into the kitchen."Come on," she grinned, "dinner's on.