Conversation was going well between Sarah, Kelly, and I. Joe was sitting and listening without saying much of anything. Every time we tried to pull Jo... in the conversation, he would say a couple words then sit back quietly. Sarah and I were getting frustrated because he wasn’t picking up what we were trying to do.Sarah: Maybe we should go downstairs and watch a movie.Kelly: That’s a great idea.We have a futon in the basement that Sarah had converted to a bed. Joe was on the nearest side with. One of the things I often said as part of my online worship was “I’d love to see you pose Miss”, and by that I meant just watch, not take photos (which I’d never done, and didn’t even have a camera). Sometimes girls would say “fine”, but I never had the nerve to go through with it. Miss Danica replied “if you mean a private photo session, then yes.” But there would be clear rules, like you don’t touch yourself etc. I could not pass this up, despite my fear of the whole thing – the idea of. Not as long as you promise I won't be hurt. Would you like me to bring my sister? She's fifteen and she's pretty hot." Do you think she'd like to come?"I nodded.Then I asked, "Do you live near here?" Less than a block from the corner."I told him I have plans for Saturday. But I offered to bring my sister to his house on Sunday.All during our conversation I held my skirt up around my waist. I finally let it drop back in place and reached out to rest my hand on his hard cock. I smiled up at him. She needed to be fucked and he knew it.As she doubled her efforts at sucking the cock, Master slid his hand down and into her panties, caressing her ass cheeks and playing with her asshole. She arched her back so that her asshole was easier to get to and he laughed. Ya, he knew she needed to get ram fucked hard.Pulling his hand out, he grabbed the elastic waist and pulled on it, making the panties cut into her belly with delicious pain. “Suck it…ya. . .suck it!” he urged her on.Then with a.