She arrived just before lunch, with a couple of shopping bags, so her story was true. We kissed in greeting and I took her in to the hotel café, wher... we sat and talked for a while. She was as delightful as I hoped she might be, slim, and perhaps a bit flatter chested than my ideal choice, but her southern accent just delighted me. After a light lunch, we agreed that we were comfortable with each other and headed up to my room. She dropped her bags and at once was in my arms, her lips warm and. Of course these aren't even the only times my sister hangs and leans on me, truth is just about everytime she's drinking she's pressing herself against me, in a way that would cause my pants to get a little tight in front, never mind she was my sister. I never believed it was a deliberate thing on her part either, she is already a flirt, a bigger flirt when drinking, and when she gets truly drunk she leans for support and continues right along being flirty until she passes completely out.One. On this night, she wore her hair down and it seemed to change everything about her. Maddie was usually quiet and had an aura of sophistication about her that could easily be mistaken for being snobby – as most of her friends other than Summer actually were. On this night though, she seemed a little more outgoing and friendly. I often wondered how her snooty friends would react if they knew that one of Maddie’s favourite pass times was being a black cock slut.The three of us shared a few drinks. ?Why Madeleine I do believe you like to be contained. Must you even ask Elizabeth when you need pee??I nodded agreeably. I did indeed like to be restrained thus when sleeping. It somehow made me feel safe. The idea that nobody could use my body or invade it unless they undressed me first, gave me a sense of security. Finally Amelia?s fingers released the broad ribbon across my back then unfastened the remaining buttons to my slender waist. I stood with my back to her as it slithered silkily.