“What in the world? Who could possibly be here now?” No one ever just drops in for a surprise visit. Normally, I wouldn’t even answer the door, ...ut a knock at this hour is very unusual. Curiously, I make my way out of the bedroom as the knocking continues. Dressed only in my polka dot panties and black tank, I creep to the front door. Glancing through the peephole, I gasp. My mind is racing: “What is he doing here? He can’t be here. I can’t do this.” Against all reason, I open the door. There. ." He went on and on, warming to the technicaldetails of his art, and I wondered once more how he could have stayed sopassionately devoted for so long to a profession that had obviously paidhim so meagerly.Then I remembered with a start that he was apparently planning on makinga great deal out of his profession. And soon! This quiet, boyish fellowwith the artistic mannerisms was planning on branching out intoBlackmail, and my job was to see that it didn't work. And I had a bigstake in bringing. Don't even bullshit me, just let it out."He peeked at me, but just featured a guilty smile. Not a word dropped from his lips, so I nonchalantly sat down next to him.I pecked his cheek and put the thong on the arm of the couch. "I have no idea what's wrong, but you can tell your wife. I said 'Yes' to you because I loved you and was willing to support you no matter what." Are you sure about that, because I have to tell you something? Let's say it has to do with why my sister is so comfortable. .," he started to say."SUCK," she said sternly.He licked the pre-cum from her shaft before engulfing the head in his mouth again. Once he had her clittie back in his mouth, she immediately grabbed him by the ears and shoved herself to the back of his throat, making him gag. He pulled back slightly, trying to catch his breath, but she pushed herself to the back of his throat again, more forceful this time. Again he gagged, trying to expel her from his mouth."Swallow," she said and pushed her.