I was exhausted and I collapsed on top of my sister. She too was very tired and she just lied there too. My cock was still in her pussy, but it began ...o shrink and it eventually popped out on its own. Jill, do you have any idea how long Ive dreamt about having sex with you? I asked her, breaking the silence that befell us. Probably since I turned 10 and started messing with you, she said looking up at me with her eyes twinkling in the sunlight coming through the window. Yeah, and whyd you stop. " I thought that was a joke." She looked at me, smiling. "Do you have other powers?"No. Rachel's been trying to spin gold from straw, but it just doesn't work." Everyone laughed.Just then Weena arrived. She was extremely pretty and even paler than her mother. Her grandfather's genes must have prevailed. She was wearing jeans and a tee shirt and was taller than Rachel."Laughing at me?" she asked."Not at all," I said. "You must be Weena; I'm Patrick and this is Rachel." Hey. I was hoping to meet. She nearly screamed, nearly, but not quite. That should have given him pause for thought. What nearly naked girl, finding an unknown man standing on the threshold of her bedroom leering at her, wouldn't scream? Or at least shout. He had put his finger to his mouth; but she hadn't even started to scream. She'd looked at him. There was no point in screaming, she knew that."Well, dear. Aren't you pretty?" She looked towards the door as he came further in. He saw and shook his head.He was in the. The way he was lying to himself and to me. It was like how he was queer for my girl cock, but he couldn't admit it, not until the need was raging all through him. The same thing with being my Master. He wouldn't allow himself to own me except when I pushed him, when I made him angry enough to remember who we really were and he could forget his romantic notions for a little bit. I'd never be happy with a man like that."Winslow Sheriff's Department," a woman's voice said through the phone.I was.