She hesitated until she felt his hands on her shoulders, turning her to the exit door of his office, when she said what he wanted her to say. "Yes, I ...ant to be your mistress. I'll be your bitch." Replied the shy young wife. "You'll be my cunt?" He asked. "Yes I'll be your cunt. I'll be whatever you want." The embarrassed wife conceded.He took her by the hand, guiding her toward the leather sofa on the other side of his office. He stopped along the way picking up the company camera. He sat on. Tell you what, Rachel, if you strip naked right this second and don’t give me any fucking lip, I’ll let her suck on your cunt while you suck on my dildo. How does that sound?”Tingles rippled out of me like I was still wearing those panties from yesterday. Rachel shuddered, her eyes widening. Then she asked me, “She’s that good, huh?”“Little dyke was born to eat muff,” I purred. “One. Two.”Rachel stared at me, realizing she didn’t want me to reach three. She grabbed the hem of her shirt and. When the guests had thinned out to only a few couples, Jessica slithered over to her lover and whispered in his ear. “I know we still have guests dear, but do you think you might be able to join me in the den briefly? Your fertile bitch needs your cock RIGHT NOW!” She kissed him playfully on the cheek and walked slowly towards the rear of the apartment. Glancing over her shoulder seductively and giving him wink before passing around the corner.Jessica opened the door to their den and turned on. She took her brother’s hand and inserted it under the pallav. She leaned back and placed her hand over his hand and closed her eyes.He ran his fingers on the globe, he pressed and nipple into the breast and played with the nipple and plucked it gently.”Do that again, Anna.” He did so.“Come sit on this side and work on this other fellow. We do not want any sibling rivalry.” She found it so amusing that she laughed, and then continued to giggle. Sarat promptly did the needful to restore amity.