I came through the front door on a beautiful sunny day, and the living room floor was saturated with blood, it also speckled the walls. A dark and sic...eningly thick trail led up the steps and into the hallway then into my sister’s room. I stopped outside the door, my heart was racing and deep down I knew once I opened that door the already buckling sanity inside of my skull would be blasted into oblivion. I touched the door knob and slowly opened the door… I woke up with a start, sitting up in. . I straddled each of her legs to opposite sides of the trunk and then got up behind her taking my mouth close to her crotch. I could smell the strong pleasant odor of her womanhood as my face pressed between her cheeks and I lapped my tongue out running it the length of her tender swollen slit. Amber shuddered and breathed in deeply telling me not to stop and I went back for another run, she tasted so sweet and good. I darted my tongue inside her folds every few strokes and then found her. I had never seen his cock before and the first time he took it out I was amazed by it's size! I was surprised to see that it was much bigger than mine was. As I watched it getting thicker and harder I thought it was very beautiful and I was just dying to hold it! At some point, I suggested that we each jerk off the other. He agreed and I volunteered to do him first. I reached out took it into my hand and as I wrapped my fingers around it, I became aware of it's massive girth, so much thicker. Sorry, Lisa, nothing against him, but he's a minister, and do you honestly picture me being a pastor's wife? I'm far too kinky to be a good wife in the traditional sense. I much prefer dominating people like Jonathan and having somewhat more equal, if still kinky, arrangements with the likes of you."I'm really a Domme at heart, I'll cop to that, but even a dominant type needs a good dose of old-fashioned sex with a more independent man or woman now and then. Yeah, I'm a natural Top. I'm.