Damn! We polished off the bottle of wine and Tom had still not made any move towards me. This was really becoming a challenge, now. I took his wine...glass and mine and headed to the kitchen still trying to think of what to do. When I returned, I took a deep breath and walked directly to him, straddled his legs on the sofa and leaned in to kiss him. He seemed surprised at my bold move, but only took a second to recover before he responded and started kissing me back. I had his legs clamped. They split up; two going toward each side of the building while Max walked over and opened the door to the tool shed. It was dark inside compared to the bright light outside and he stepped into the gloom. I clubbed him with the axe handle and held him so he didn’t crash to the floor and make a lot of noise. I got him down and put the duck tape over his mouth, then put a plastic tie around each wrist, running the second one through the first to tie his hands together behind his back. The. .why should he not consent to doing exactly that? Where was the harm? After all, it wasn't he that was driving this, but the couple, and the husband especially. Drew was just agreeing to give them what they both said they wanted: his sperm; and by implication, a baby through the fertilization of this other man's wife's egg(s). So, he was more than willing to give them precisely that.When Drew got to the couples home, they treated him like royalty. They had prepared food and drinks. They had. My sister had just made me cum, and now I was going to make her cum.I repositioned the towel on the floor, as I now knelt in front of her. I parted her legs slowly, and I could feel her reluctance in the trembling I felt from her. My hands rested on her outer thigh, as I looked to her, my lover, my eyes staring into hers, as I started to feel the passion welling from within me. I could feel my burning fire behind my own blue eyes. As her legs spread wider, my senses were once again.