If I was going to help my sister, I might as well go all the way.Dropping to my knees I aimed my steel hard boner at my sisters open pussy. From ther... I didn’t have to do a thing. As soon as my sister saw me drop to the floor she backed up, engulfing my length completely into her sopping wet pussy. She’s tight, VERY tight. A hell of a lot tighter than Rebecca. On the other hand my sister had not had two kids like Rebecca, and she did not practice walking around on the weekends with a can. I even told her to give a party to her friends and the kids as that would be safe for her kid to enjoy and mainly would give me time. She happily agreed. As per the plan, I arranged everything in the house and was waiting for her to ring the bell.As the bell rang, I turned off all the lights and opened the door, quickly closing her eyes. I gave her a gift box and took her to her room without removing my hands from her eyes. She was repeatedly asking me about the surprise and even got angry. His dick is very hard in my hand, he is really sexed-up. Geez, and from his little sister, me.I figure we need to take another step forward, so I stand up and pull off the rest of my clothes and stand there in front of him."You are really beautiful, sis. God, look at you. And you shave. Really pretty. Your little pussy looks just perfect. Like a little girl's. But, it's a big girl's right?" Oh, it sure feels excited right now like a big girl's pussy. God, I can feel me dripping down my leg.. . M-Mistress...”This is all my doing, I thought, as the fourth stroke lashed across Miralda’s wildly clenching nates. I could have saved her this; even if at some risk to myself. However, I must confess, I felt little remorse. A slave had scant time for such worthy emotions.“Aaaahhh AAAAAHHHHHHH!”The writhing bottom, flesh all a judder, was, amazingly, still presented. I could not help admiring her. Miralda, as befits an aristocrat, had courage. And will. And, of course, experience.Just half an.