She looked wickedly up at me. “Ma’am that could be considered assault of a government agent. I think we’re going to have to do some more inspect...ons to make sure you aren’t a criminal.” “Sean?” she called back, “You want to handle to rest of it?” “Oh, gladly,” he replied, sauntering forward. “Okay, ma’am. I’m going to need to check your anal cavity. But my fingers aren’t as sensitive as Joanne’s…so I usually use something else.” He unzipped his pants and out popped a very large…very. M.E. for.“Not man enough? For what? I like girls a lot too. Not man enough for what?”“Vince, calm down. I didn’t say you’re not a man. I’m sure you’ve rocked the world of many women. And given the chance, you’d give mine a good rocking too. But for me, there’s more to it than that.” My mind was reeling. The “more to it part” made me think she meant the sappy, romantic stuff. But the N.M.E. part,,,,,,,“More to it than that? What does that mean?” I was becoming agitated and confused. Sara patted. .. that day out in the barn. Something I hadn't done for several years now.And I felt guilty as hell about it afterwards. Perhaps hypnotizing my own sister wasn't such a very good idea after all. I actually sat there hoping, she couldn't be.Friday came. I was nervous, and I knew damn well she had to be too. We'd taken the precaution of forwarding any and all calls straight to voicemail so there wouldn't be any interruptions that way either. We'd locked the door, posted a sign saying we were. “What’s going on here?" I was stunned, then Rachel replied, "I was giving the paper boy his tip, its only fair you give your half." I was more shocked then I had ever been in my ENTIRE life. I had stripped down in about 10 seconds; she threw me on my back, and saddled my face. By now my battered cock became just as hard as before. This other woman lifted my head to her crotch, I saw her lips swell as I moved towards them, but just before that I felt Rachel land her cunt on my full meat, this.