As I was unloading furniture off the rental van I had, I heard a voice say hello. I set the dresser down I was off-loading and turned around. Standi...g in front of me was this adorable girl, probably no older than sixteen or seventeen, long brown hair, cute blue jean shorts, a baggy t-shirt, and a big smile on her face. "Well hi," I said to her. "I'm Mandy," she said. "Well hi Mandy. I'm Joey," I said. She looked at me and giggled. "Aren't you old enough to be a mister somebody?" Mandy said. I. Her precious son was dominating and humiliating his older stuck-up half-sister and Mrs. Parker could see Melissa was loving it. Matt got bolder as he could smell the sex in the air, he slid his fingers up and down Melissa's pussy. She responded by backing her hips onto his hand. Matt then slid a finger into her pussy and slowly moved it in and out. Feeling her little brother's finger enter her pussy caused Melissa to convulse. She started to moan "Oh yes". Melissa looked back over her. Even after we licked most of it up, a shared shower was mandatory. It was almost noon before we were finally dressed. Sunday was market day, and we took advantage of the crisp fall weather to walk down to the shops on the harbor, mostly hand-in-hand but occasionally much closer; giving the weekend interlopers something to wag their tongues about as they observed the significant difference in our ages. One couple was so obvious in their stares that Marissa just had to tease them, pulling me. She sneered triumphantly as she clicked her fingers and pointed to her cunt, Lumsden immediately rising on his knees to sniff at her arousal, which received contemptuous jeering from the women as they watched him inhale hard at the scent of the woman who’d execute him, his pleasure in doing so all too apparent and earning just scorn at his willing capitulation.From her hand swung a silken rope noose, the rope around two feet long, the intricate slipknot as ominous as that from which he would.