“Sis are you here for what I think you are?” I asked trying to sound casual. “You’re not an escort, are you? Do mom and dad know? When the hel... did you start doing this?”She sat on my couch and looked at me thoughtfully. Then seemed to shrug.“I actually started when I was seventeen. There is a lot of call for young, tight girls. I could also ask you what you are doing calling an escort.”I blushed, trying my hardest to hide my hard-on. I knew she was my sister, and I never thought of her this. Instead of answering, Irmgard moaned a protesting ‘No!’ Stefan quickly raised one of Irmgard’s legs.With her crotch now open to Stefan’s sight and fingers, he asked quietly, ‘No? Don’t you like this position? Don’t you want us to fuck like this, where I can look at you and touch and make love to you like this?’While he talked and looked at her, Stefan pushed Irmgard’s leg a bit higher still. When he took hold of his cock to guide its head to kiss and caress her pussy-lips, Irmgard gave an. Then he put three more fingers in her fuck hole and stretched it wide open. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and rammed it back in fucking her face. Then he moved his fingers to her ass and stretched it open. He was going to fuck her mouth a little more then strap her to his fucking post and ram her ass. He had a very thick cock and he loved to ass fuck with it. Once he got her bent over and strapped down he could shove every inch of that wide cock into her ass and fuck her hard. Not many. Angelhad debriefed Charles Delacourt extensively. Charles was Brandon'scousin who had graduated from this place and the one who, after joiningthe Group, had turned their eyes towards the Academy. Angel loved itwhen the intelligence was good. So far, it was according to script. Chapter 4: Angelina, Louis PrimaAngel was shown his quarters, which seemed to be a monument to everymother's fantasy of a little girls room, one which no self respectinggirl over six would have anything to do with..