" PUNISH ME!" She screamed."You got it, my sexy, slutty slave girl."I dropped the brush and grabbed her hair with both hands and pulled. Her neck arch...d severly. "Look at you! Just look bitch. You're hornier than a dog bitch in heat. You like this don't you? Thomas not treating you the way you need to be?" She looked at herself in the mirror and I felt her pussy get hotter. "Yeah, just like I thought. The bitch wants to be 'handled'. Okay honey, I'll handle you."I pulled my cock out of her. I thought she looked like a cow.But everybody else was like "Omigod, you two look SO alike, are you sure you'renot sisters?" Anyway, it was undeniable that, whether by design or not, shetook everything just a little bit further than I did. I was known for my shortskirts and slim legs. Jenny wore her skirts a half inch shorter. Guys alwayscomplimented me on my eyes, but Jason Schmidt who was one of the few guys whodared to ask us both out (and live!) once said hers were just a tiny bit bluer.I. We get into conversation & continue to chat. At one point there was a brief pause & Aunt Sarah asks “So you have a girlfriend?” I looked back & said no not at the moment. She replied back damn that’s a shame young girls haven’t locked you up yet. Ohh well their loss. Sips her wine & winks over. I chuckle & blush. I was wondering if she was saying that politely or flirtatiously. But I didn’t make much of it until later in the nightHe got up and left the room. She slid over toward me on the. Not that she would admit it. She can hear her breathing picking up, turning into rhythmic panting as I'm fucking her. It wasn't too hard to tell what made her uncomfortable and what made her feel good; Zoya is an open book. Which only made her easy prey for me. It is obvious that I was practiced in pleasuring a woman, that I knew exactly what to do, what to look for, and could exploit that to the extreme. Looking down at the stunning sight of Zoya writhing on the edge of orgasm. My green eyes.