I had done my homework, fed the dog, talked to my friend Anna on the phone, ate dinner with the family, and took a shower. Then after my shower, I hop...ed on my bed. I lay there and I took my clothes off. I usually slept naked. I began to finger my pussy with two fingers. This felt really good and I quickly became wet. Then in went three fingers. It felt even better. I fingered myself faster and faster until I came. No one was home so I started screaming and moaning. "Oh god. That's great. Don't. "I want you to close your eyes and picture me in your mind", she continues as he hears her getting up from the bed, "Moving toward you, vibrations in my core", she makes his cock twitch by using the biggest sex organ he has against him - his mind. He hears her hands rustling in a drawer as she continues to torment his imagination: "Submissives... slaves... need to be punished for their indiscretions. Letting the small rules slide, is a slippery slope, don't you think?" The word slippery plays. But to her shame, it didn’t go as planned. Of course she had been drinking before, but this time she knew her mother wouldn’t check the time she would go to bed and she knew she wouldn't have to cover up the hangover that she would likely have the next day.Her boyfriend left the party at 11pm. He still lived with his parents and had to be back home in time. At this moment, she still can’t recall everything that happened after he left, but she does know that her friends started a drinking game. “Who the fuck cares now? I knew you were just too damn close to her, I know why now. Have fun fucking your incestuous sister,” Cassandra replied.“He will, and I'm a much better fucker than you are,” I said as she left.Then we both looked at each other for a minute.“Well that was hot,” Mitch said.“I know, I thought you'd like it,” I replied just before we kissed again.I took his cock back into my mouth once again and he laid down completely as he was moaning a bit. He put his hands on my head.