They were both beginning to sweat, as their lust built to a feverish, hectic pitch. Donna moaned continuously, and the more excited she got the more e...thusiastic her mouth became on her sister's cunt.The two of them started to tremble. The bed vibrated with their shaking bodies and the wild tremors which shook them, as their orgasms coursed through them.Debrah ran her hands over her sister's calves, feeling the smooth skin, and getting more and more aroused by the smell and taste of Donna's. Actually, now that we are talking about that, you there last year Cherry weren’t you, your body looks familiar.”“Yes sir, I was; I was the sacrificial virgin.”“Ah yes, I remember now. You haven’t changed a bit.”“I’ve grown an inch sir, but that’s all.”“Well Baby Pussy, how would you like to join me on my yacht?”“Pardon.” I replied.“Come and spend a few weeks on my yacht. We’ll stop at a few ports to have a look around and stop at a few beaches. You’ll have a great time.”“Oh, I don’t know, I’m. Something had changed around the time two months earlier when I had first achieved the goal of putting my puny pud up her ass. I don't think my attitude toward her had changed, but I think maybe her attitude toward me had. I was still her weekend sissy slave and we still had a good sex during the week.I somehow managed to avoid the trap of asking, "What's wrong?" Instead I asked for permission to speak and when she granted it, I said, "Mistress Hannah, it is pretty clear that you are struggling. 'Sit down Dave, ' he almost ordered as he watched Maureen head to the bar. 'Nice arse, pity she has no tits or she'd be worth a quick fuck don't you think?'I stood up. 'Actually Dick I don't, sorry what did you say your surname was; Head?' I stressed his name. 'I have no idea why you are here and to be honest I couldn't care less.''It's Richard Foster Dave, and as Mo said I want you to work for me.'Still standing, I glanced toward the bar where Maureen was still waiting to be served. 'DICK!.