But my phone started ringing in the early morning, around 6am. I answered thinking it was a telemarketer. A soft voice came over the phone, one I imme...iately recognized as Emma Watson. She didn't say hi, or ask my name. She simply stated quietly "I need my orders."."Are you alone?" I asked her, trying to conceal my excitement."Yes." She stated in a quiet monotone."Good. Turn on video chat!" I ordered. Gently but firmly."Okay. One second" she said.I couldn't hold in my excitement, after what. My wonderful girlfriend and I had been dating for over a year, and so we decided to get married.There was only one little thing bothering me ... It was her beautiful younger sister.My prospective sister-in-law was twenty-two, wore very tight miniskirts, and generally was bra-less. She would regularly bend down when she was near me, and I always got more than a nice view.It had to be deliberate because she never did it when she was near anyone else.One day her 'little' sister called and asked me. "Perfect, nice touch. Go on then girl, get dressed. Do it in front ofthe mirror for the best effect."I tottered off of the chair and across the room to my hold-all, fumblingwith the zip until I managed to grip it with the nails on my thumb andindex finger, drawing it daintily open."Need some help with the jewellery, sweetie?" asked Sharon, watching me."Yes please," I said, and she took the necklace and earrings from me asI lifted the dress out of the bag."Lovely," she said, admiring the dress. He then took over and squeezed every so often to gauge my hardness. He agreed I should be harder. He said he was especially concerned about my ability to keep an erection long enough to ejaculate and so he asked if I would continue masturbating for him. I happily obliged. He gripped me with his hand, to gauge my hardness of course, while I moved it up and down my shaft. He rubbed his finger on the head and around the hole to gauge the amount and quality of my pre-cum. 'You're doing great" he.