You guys are adorable and friendly. Took me long enough to comeback writing again. Phew, little busy that’s all. New readers go and update yourself ...ith my previous parts. Now let’s jump into the story.After that first official sex, we both freshen up and came downstairs. We have almost a week, so nothing to rush about. She got freshen up first and I went to take a bath. I was all hard while under the shower. It feels like a dream but it’s true. I made love with my beloved sister.I dried up and. I fall back on it, wishing you would just take me over your lap and beat my bare ass until I couldn't sit for the rest of the night. I knew, however, that your punishments were never that simple. "Spread," you tell me sternly, and I slowly open my thighs. Your eyes are burning with anger, but I can also see the lust behind them. The wet crotch of my panties is now revealed to you and you grip the waistband tightly, yanking them down my hips. I close my legs so you can easily remove my panties. The problem was a simple one: curiosity. It wasn’t so much that I didn’t know his secret; it was that I wasn’t allowed to know his secret, and that just wasn’t acceptable. After months of self-recriminations and soul searching, I resolved to continue my pursuit of the mysterious men’s club by engaging a private investigator. I told him everything I knew about the club; its location and the night that it operated being the sum total of my knowledge, and one week and $2000 later he presented to. Roy and John had become friends over the years and as the both chattedand passed the time Roy constantly surveyed the room.At about 01:30am and just as Roy had decided the tonight was not goingto be his night he climbed off his bar stool. He turned to John andsaid, with an almost resigned tone in his voice, "Well John, it's beenreal but, this night appears to be over."John replied, "Ok, well you can't win them all." Although John didn't likewhat Roy did for a living he did admire his skills as.