Sister Halsey’s handwriting, she had been the one doing the morning inspections today. Her hands trembled as the headmaster took it from her.“Hmmm... I see,” he said.The corner of his eyes wrinkled as he slowly read it over, and amplified by the silence that stretched out in between, Sarah felt every beat of her pulse as it echoed through her head. Still, she continued to stand where she was, her vision glued to the patterns of the carpet on the floor. She wanted to cough, sit down, do anything. Every time she looked at him she just kept getting hornier and hornier. Then when it was time to make him cough she grabbed him by the balls gently and said "Cough." And Mark did. Then with a look of lust in her eyes she moved her hands from his balls to his cock and said "I know I can make you cough... But lets see if I can make you cum." Her voice was husky as she said these words.She let go of Mark and quickly removed every last stitch of her clothes. Mark then removed the rest of his. When her body stopped and our orgasms were over we both were overcome with the seriousness of what had just happened. She parted her legs and I slipped my cock out. I tucked it back into my boxers and rolled over to my other side, facing away from her. She remained perfectly still, looking toward the window and feeling ashamed for taking advantage of her brother that way. I stared at the wall, terrified for the moment when my sister wakes up and finds cum all over her. I was trying to think of. “I can’t take great credit for that the little Italian grocery down Court Street roasts its own. It’s remarkable what fresh roast will do for the flavor. You should stop and buy a pound before you return to Albany. It’s just a little way into Carol Gardens.”“Thank you. I will give it a try,” he said.“Now perhaps we better discuss what has brought you to my home, Attorney O’Reilly,” she said.“I’ve been appointed as a special prosecutor, and I’m seeking certain documents,” he replied.“May I ask.