" She contently sighed."Thank you Mistress," I replied, "I always aim to please you."We smiled to eachother and shared a nice long kiss."Oh well, I su...pose I should get up now." She told as she sat up and touched her feet to the ground beside her side of the bed.I watched as she stood up and enjoyed the lovely sight of her beautiful naked body in all of it's perfect glory as she had a stretch and a yawn, I then noticed her hand casually reaching around behind her back resting onto her gorgeous. "No, not at all — the boss organised a Chinese banquet in the loading bay. The food was great. Pity there were no chairs though." Thought it might have been a day like that." Again Greg smiled, taking her hand and leading her gently to the bedroom."Honey, I'm really tired, I don't want..." Sharon's protest dried in her mouth at the door. Greg had been busy. The room was bathed in soft candlelight and a soothing aromatic blend of lavender and chamomile filled the air. A towel covered the bed and. The girl gave a gasp, as did Mrs. Brown, not really sure of herself and obviously not overly confident in such matters.I manoeuvred myself so that both women had a good vantage point. Mrs. Brown asked, “I hope you don’t mind an old woman fondling you, do you?” to which I groaned, “No, this is quite acceptable to this old man, thank you.”Pre-cum was already flowing freely from my cock, so worked up that I knew this was going to be over before too long. I held my breath as Mrs. Brown worked my. A few minutes later, I heard the sound of the shower, as my little sister presumably washed off my spunk.What the hell had I just done?I slept fitfully that night, tossing and turning, images of my sister’s face and body never leaving my mind. I didn’t know what had happened, but I felt awful about it - my sister was an innocent, and I’d used her nudism to get off. I’d perverted her lifestyle, used her as a sex object ... I was scum, and I hated myself for it.The next morning, I woke up with an.