Sie biss mit voller Wucht auf meine Unterlippe, bis auch diese begann zu bluten. Ich wollte sie wegstoßen doch mittlerweile hatte sie meine Krawatte ...n ihre rechte Hand eingewickelt die mir nun die Kehle zuschnürte. Im nächsten Moment löste sich ihr Biss und sie riss mich mit ihrer rechten Hand in der meine Krawatte steckte nach unten. Als sie eben auf den Boden viel musste auch der Rock ihres Nadelstreifen Kostüms etwas nach oben gerutscht sein, denn nun war ich auf Augenhöhe mit ihrer leicht. Steele gave me a large wrapped package with a note: "For MaidLisa, from her Master." Open it," he said.I unfolded white tissue paper to reveal a black satin dress trimmed inwhite lace. Oh, God. It was a stereotypical French maid's costume. Itlooked well-made, not Halloween junk. Its skirt was extremely full andextremely short. I held it up against me and wondered if it would evencover my panties. Wearing it would be an exercise in humiliation."Thank you, Mr. Steele," I said.Inside the box I. I see the pre-cum oozing out of his dick and I'm so horny at this point. He then tells me to rub my pussy while he watches. I do so and he starts stroking his dick faster. At this point I'm so turned on, I feel like I'll just explode. He tells me to finger fuck my pussy and I stick a finger in. I do it slowly while he watches and then he tells me to go faster. When he can't hold it in anymore he busts all over my body and face. Then just when I'm at the edge, he tells me to stop. He says, "If. It's made for an easy excuse to not go home much and basically stay out of all the drama that seems to be going on constantly amongst the other kids. I've actually only been home four times in the last 17 years and each time was due to a death in the family. Several weeks ago brought yet another visit for the same reason. But this one would be very, very different. I left on the drive on a Wednesday morning and for some strange reason the only thing I could think about was my half-sister.