My mind reeled. They had talked about children. With Clint. What must that be like to have your brother’s child? Weren’t they afraid of birth defe...ts? Recessive genes causing issues?I had so many questions.“I find it fascinating that you moved in with your brother,” said Asuka. The older woman had her legs crossed as she sat beside Alicia on the love seat facing us.“I’d move in with mine,” Alicia said, smiling at me. “Just me and my big brother. It would be so exciting.”“Yeah, she’d love it,”. She said, “Keep doing that, and put two fingers in my pussy. Now don’t lick my clit, put it in your mouth and suck on it. Suck on it hard!” I obliged, and kept doing what she told me. She twisted, and repositioned her body so that her mouth would have easy access to my cock. I couldn’t see what she was doing because I was working on her delicious pussy, but her mouth on my cock felt incredible. I could feel her sucking it and stroking the shaft at the same time! It took everything I had. The Harpist moves the Song.You belong to the Song. The Harp creates the Song.The Harpist controls the Harp. You belong to the Harpist."The song repeated over and over again in her head. Becoming more and more real to her. Her mind focused on these truths as she saw them. The moved deeper and deeper into her soul.As the song ended she moved to take her rightful place before her masters. He was the Harpist, master of the harp, master of her. She would obey Jack Beanstalker's every command. She. So I knelt down before him while he dropped his shorts, revealing white briefs with a huge bulge in them, and I reached out and started kneading his cock and balls through the fabric while he got harder. Then he pulled his shorts off too and his hard black prick sprang free, and he asked me if I had any fantasies. I said I liked the thought of being a schoolgirl getting roughly seduced, and he took the hint and told me I was a bad girl and he wanted me to be his white bitch and take his black.