”“You said that regarding Julie.”“Right. Since you’ve moved in I’ve been feeling more and more that it has struck a second time.”“Oh, ...o,” she replied. “You’re not going to use the L-word. Tell me you aren’t.”“I don’t like the L-word ... because I think it’s too ambiguous.”“What do you mean?”“For example, I can say, I love oranges. Then, what do I do with an orange? I rip its skin off, tear it apart and eat it bit by bit. I don’t have that kind of love for you.”Irene giggled. “Good thing,. I told her that with this hard on my dick could not be hidden in this tiny underwear. The more she was looking at it, the more harder it became. The time for the massage came, and the ladies from the place entered the room. During the massage I was thinking my sister looking at my dick and I was getting crazy. After 45 minutes the massage came to an end. The ladies from the massage place let us alone again. Then I saw her tits. I have not seen them since we were very young. She has beautiful. At the end of the performance, the ladies will vote on which slut has performed the best. Then, by way of an encore, the loser will then get another tattoo in a place of my choosing.”“The first to go is Slave Sue, and it will just take a moment to get her ready. Can I have the Gentlemen to assist me, please?” Sue was still shaking, and looked pale and ready to feint. Mary was glad that she had eaten something when she was told to. Wendy was putting a blindfold over Sue’s eyes. “There is no need. Whenever people ask us how we met, Ginger and I always say we met in high school. In a way, it's true because the first time I saw her as other than my sister was when I was an eighteen-year-old senior, and she was a sixteen-year-old sophomore.Allow me to explain a bit about our background. Our parents are also brother and sister. Our grandparents were cousins, as were their parents. This coupling of relatives goes back five generations. As you can see, incest is a tradition in our family, not.