They kissed for several minutes, their movements gradually becoming more passionate as Greta’s body responded, breaking down her resolve even furthe.... Branwen broke the kiss and moved her lips down her sister’s neck, across the hollow of her throat and back up the other side to her ear. When Branwen gave a nibble to her sensitive earlobe, Greta gave a small sigh of pleasure and reached up to run her hand through Branwen’s thick red hair. ‘That feels wonderful Greta. You love how your sister. What a neat and unique word. I certainly never heard it before.The man took a seat next to me and reached out with both hands, then started to pinch and squeeze my nipples. He was using a lot of force, almost crushing them... but I liked it. My head rolled in circles and I sighed in pleasure. My head was shivering by the time I opened my eyes to look at him again. He stopped the assault upon my nipples, and gave me a knowing smile."See?" he said. "You liked that. If you're a good slave today,. I can't possibly fuck now, she thought. But she knew she could not refuse her Master. Master grabbed the rope around Brenda's waist and roughly pulled her toward him. The leather covering the horse was wet from Brenda's cunt and she slid easily. The dildo slipped off the end of the pony leaving her cunt exposed to him. He untied the rope at the small of her back and roughly pulled it out between her ass cheeks. The dildo made a slurping sound as it popped out of Brenda's cunt. Brenda was. I mean, even though she was leaving me with strangers, she hardly needed to verify that I would be in good keeping. Although when I thought about it that way, it seemed very motherly of her.I don't know if Lucinda Whitley was expecting to meet Mom or not, but she didn't seem surprised to see both of us when she opened the door. After a brief introduction, she showed us into a modest but immaculate living room that looked like it was ready for an appearance in a magazine. Even the magazines on.