The same way. I can see it in your eyes, in the way that you touch her and she touches you. Make love to her, please, Master. Make sweet love to Shann...n, my baby sister. I want to make love to her as well. Please ... let’s do that. Sometimes, you will want to fuck her. Sometimes, I will. Sometimes, you will fuck me, too. But this isn’t fucking. This is making love ... just as you did to me. Right now, I want to celebrate our love for each other. Master and sisters ... George, Sally, and. She slowly worked her way down my torso, planting kisses on my chest. She slipped off my lap and onto the floor between my parted legs. She fumbled with my belt for only a brief second or two, and then the next thing I knew, she was going down on me.Damn.As Angela’s head bobbed up and down on my tool, I looked over at Tanya, who was situated on a chair just across from us. Oh crap! She had her cell phone out and she was filming us.I wanted to ask her to stop, but I didn’t. There was something. So ever since then, I always had at least on pair of my sister's dirty panties during my masturbation settings. One day when my sister was working, I went into her room and grabbed three pairs and went back into my room. I had a pair in my mouth, one of my head so the crotch was right in my face and one in my right hand, rubbing my cock with it. I was so into it, I didn't even hear my sister come home. It wasn't until her screaming "What the hell are you doing?" That I realized somebody else. I sighed out as his fingers traced little circles around my nipples then traversed slowly down my tummy.I could feel my pussy beginning to trickle renewed juices of passion as his finger brushed over my clit and paused. He pressed lightly until his finger slid off my slippery burning clit.He teased my clit with light pressure as I pushed up my hips and moaned out his name.I pulled him down to me and kissed him hard as my breath came in short gasps as my tongue snaked out and danced with his..