"Don't you?" Yes," she moaned. "Yes, I belong to you." Good," I say brightly, and turn away. On the rack by the bed was my pride and joy, a coiled le...ther whip with a cruel silver barb at the end in the shape of a dragon's tooth. I ran my hands over it lovingly, then climbed off the bed and silently uncoiled it. Whether she was trying to ignore me, or simply fearful of the consequences of angering me, Catherine remained perfectly still. I run the whip through my hands, feeling it's powerful. Jess’ other hand was wandering around the front of Emma’s chest, lazily cupping a boob before drifting down and across her stomach.“Mmmm, ohhhh, Jess, that’s awesome...” Emma moaned into my neck. I could feel some of the cum that I had shot into her dribbling down my leg.Emma’s arms squeezed me tightly and cut off my airway a bit as her own breathing quickened. She was quivering all over as Jess’ digit played its little tune on her nub, flick, flick, flick.Emma’s body tensed as her orgasm hit.. I just ... I just never knew she wanted me to eat her pussy. That she had such incestuous, lesbian desires lurking in her.Or that I could pleasure her with my mouth.“Oh, onee-chan,” whimpered Kimiko, calling me “sister” in our native Japanese. We referred to each other that way. I used to call her onee-san, a polite way to address my sister, showing her respect. But now ... now I was calling her onee-sama. Sister-Mistress. “Oh, you made me cum so hard. That was wonderful. Thank you.”“Arigato!”. It falls down. And I start opening the hooks of your blouse and slide it if your shoulders.I slowly say in your ear: lie down on the bed. You walk in you inners and lie down on the bed.I come there and remove my clothes. And I sit beside you. You are lying on your stomach and facing away. I keep my hand on your back and start rubbing it gently. and I open your bra.Then I start pouring oil on your back and start massaging your back gently. Slowly going up to your shoulders and coming back to.