It was decided we would have him over for dinner on Wednesday. Affectionately called hump night since it gets us over mid part of the week. We tend to...have good three-way sex to mark the occasion.I don't ever think I'd seen Mia's brother, Mark, when he wasn't sitting down at the piano. He arrived dressed in black sweat pants and a white tee shirt with some stupid expression on it. He was the nerdiest guy. Tall, skinny, pale, even slightly hunched, from years at the piano, I suppose. He had a. " He told me. And he pulled out the chair in front of the dressing table."Sit down."I sat down in front of the mirror."I'm going to change your hair as well because I don't think it suits you being dyed, I prefer your natural colour and I'd also like to see it very short, so I'm going to cut it right off. Then you're going to put on what ever I tell you to wear and come upstairs."He picked up a pair of scissors from the dresser. I couldn't see the look in his eyes as he slid the blades under a. ..then pushing my tongue against the base of your clit, causing it to flick along the tip, then the bottom, of my tongue.As you always do, you want to help me in my treatment of you, but I command you to stay still. You want more attention on your clit, but I continue the slow long licking, now stroking upward and downward through the wet furrow between your lips. And then, I stop. By now, I can see your love muscles twitching slightly, wanting more. I blow softly and you feel a cooling of the. ”“No you didn’t,” she laughed, slapping me, “Anyway you don’t like that anal sex stuff much, I already know that.” Leaning closer and whispering now, added, “But you did have my pussy you randy bugger, I woke up knickerless and leaking this morning, bloody sore too, so what did you do? Was I really acting slutty?” I could tell by her interested tone and the look in her eyes this was heading for my encore.“Oh yes, you were, playing a naughty girl with your own pussy before you passed out,” I.