She told me that, she doesn’t mind my naughtiness. She loved naughty boys from a young age. As I was leaving, she told me flirtingly that I could co...tinue what I had started whenever I wanted. I smiled and she also gave me a naughty smile. We both knew what we wanted. We both started texting each other.I would even send her the adult jokes I get. Sometimes even call her when she felt lonely, during those long talk we knew we both had fallen for each other. I was happy. I tried to drive our talk. I knew about John’s dominant nature even before he married my Sister, and it kind’a turned me on when Bristol told me of the kinky sex they were having all the time. ?Sis would show me the results of the whippings John gave her, and I’d find a way to cum as soon as I could after running my hands over the welts on Bristol’s ass and tits. I was twenty six when Bristol got married and I served as her maid of honor that day. What a hoot that wedding was. John had all his kinky friends there,. I knew my night of sleep was finished. “What?” I asked very angrily into the phone. “Is this Ty?” I didn’t recognize the voice. Great, a telemarketer. Just what a need. Some low life peddling something that nobody needs. “Yea, I’m Ty.” I tried to put as much anger and annoyance into my voice as possible. If this jack ass had woken me up, I wanted him to feel like shit at his joke of a job. “Sorry to disturb you, but it seems as though your sister was in an accident.” I immediately snapped out. " I hoisted her up across my loins, and she made herself comfortable."Glad you ain't one of them braggers," she said, starting with some long, slow humping, exhaling with each energetic heave."Not me," I told her, caressing her heavy thighs and busy rump."What's you gonna do to them Redcoats?" she asked as she gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and increased her pace."Stack 'em up like cordwood," I told her as I pulled her down to my chest, and we let our bodies go about their pleasurable.