"Gabrielle didn't reply. She put her head on his chest with a contentment a woman had with her ideal life. She easily won re-election and was sworn in...a few weeks earlier. Her girls were almost women and would leave the nest all too soon. She had a husband she loved more than life itself. All her older brothers worked for her. Instead of being the beasts they were before, they went out of their way to do everything she needed. Of course, they were paid well and had gorgeous wives and kids. After removing her bra she took my mouth to her right breast signalling to suck them.Before starting to suck I took her right hand and directed towards my 8 inch cock over my pant. She started to rub it and she was not able to measure the exact size of my dick over my pant. Mean time I started to suck her breasts. I got utter shock and stopped sucking the breast because Milk was oozing from that breast. By the time I knew it’s my sister who is here not Preethi.I was in terrible shock because. “Now, when a visitor arrives at the door, one does NOT unlock the door and expect them to open it by themselves. The butler, or his understudy, ALWAYS comes to the door, unlocks it, and enquires the identities of the visitors.The assumption is that any visitor using the front door is a person of quality. Tradespeople or staff will use the tradesman’s entrance at the side or back of the house, you see.If the visitors are expected, you then escort them directly to the person expecting them. If. Master has left me in this position to think about what I did wrong. My legs are trembling as I await my punishment. I could hear the cellar door open and shut. Master is returning to me and I am terrified. I know he is very upset with me and I want very badly to make it up to him. I hear his footsteps walking toward me. I peek at him through my open legs and see he is holding something in his hands. I shake my hair away from my eyes to get a better look. Oh no! Master is holding a bullwhip.