His hair was mussed, but he still looked beautiful to her.It was bursting from inside her ... demanding to be known. “Will I ever see you again?” ...he asked.“Of course,” he said, and she felt a rush of both relief, and shame that she could be so eager to cheat on Sam again. “If you want to,” he added.“What happened here today?” she asked, helplessly.He stepped toward her and took her in his arms so quickly that she was shocked by it.“You needed something,” he said into her lips, his nose. When she said that I shot my load into my sister"s asshole and kristen walked over with a look on her face that said she was eager to to suck the spunk out and spit in our slaves mouth and she did just that. After we finished sexually abusing my thirty year old sister we comforted her for about an hour telling her in very soft and sweet voices that everything is okay because we are in control and we love her. Kristen and I then went and ate nice a meal and went to sleep together in the master. He dropped the crop onto the settee.“Now my little slave, use your mouth and make sure you do it well.”“Yes Master.” She mumbled, just before his cock began to pass between her lips. Her mouth was warm and a willing recipient. She suckled on him, bringing his flaccid prick to gradual hardness.He grabbed her hair at the back of her head, winding it around his fingers. Gently, but insistently, he forced her to swallow as much of his length as he dared, little deeper then, pulled her head back,. “Look at you, thinking like a scientist.”“Yeah yeah, fuck you. So, if I wanted to do a ritual that ... I don’t know, affected someone sexually, I’d have to discover the ritual, and in the act of discovering it, will be shown steps to perform it. The steps will probably involve sex, but that doesn’t mean it’ll be easy or enjoyable.”“It’ll take effort, and vitae, and no ritual is done for free, but that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy it.” He turned off the water, and got to drying with a towel.This.