" I remembered all of the conversations that Bill and I had over the years. Of all my friends, Bill was the one I would trust the most with my sister....I just wished that she was older and more level headed about things. I was more worried about her talking Bill into things than I was about Bill taking advantage of her.When my father came in, a little after four, I let him get settled before I approached him with my idea. He was sitting in the kitchen when I started talking. I first explained. Do what you did last night?"Mark stopped untying the knot in the restraints and looked down where Sara was blushing between his legs. "What... exactly... did you have in mind Sara? I need you to be much more specific so I'll know what you want." I... I want you to put your... cock... in my mouth again... f... fuck my mouth." Sara listened to own soft voice saying things she never would have dreamed of just twenty-four hours ago. Despite her embarrassment, her nipples were hard and tingling at. ”“What happened to a one time thing, sis? I thought we were finished, and I didn’t realize you and I are still faking pictures. Amber described the pictures from this morning, and why didn’t you wake me? Was my cock even hard?”“Of course your cock was hard. Your cock is always hard, and it’s one of the reasons why I love you. The truth is you came in my mouth. I wanted to practice some more, and I didn’t expect to give you an orgasm while you slept. Not that I’m complaining, and I didn’t think. Again, her pussy welled up with sensation, but she managed to force it down..."Get up here and take a seat," he said. "Your next task is an easy one. Enjoy your dinner and keep me company. I'll go get us a real drink."She got into the chair to his right as he got up and went to the wet bar, muttering about "Texans and their fucking sweet tea..." Slave chuckled and he returned quickly with a glass of Chardonnay for her and a fresh single malt for himself.Dinner was exquisitely good, blackened.