“What do you want?” Maeson asked Kimber, taking a moment to push his finger deliberately into her opening wet hole. Long ago Maeson had learned th...t he was addicted to control. He craved it as much as he did a release. Craved it as much as making his partner orgasm. To take Kimber from cute little sister to a gyrating ball of sexual pleasure was nirvana all to itself. To get her to offer herself to her own brother was ecstasy. “Tell me what you want,” he encouraged her, changing from his palm. We could be truly one again like we haven't been since we were ten years old." Go to hell." I growled. I wouldn't give in to that bastard. That bastard represented all the things I would do to Sarah if I had let loose my baser instincts.The Beast laughed. "That's the lesser of two evils wouldn't you say? She'll die if we lose this little mental struggle Jonathan."Apparently the fucker could read my mind ... or 'our mind.' Shit I'm confused.My arms started to wobble.The Beast continued, "She. She had seen him before at a Chamber of Commerce dinner but did not know his name. She took him to be in his late 40s / early 50's. He was quite handsome for his age; his slicked-back hair was a shade darker than her own, which she kept styled in a shaggy bob cut; and he looked rather distinguished dressed in a dinner jacket replete with white shirt and black bow tie.Pleased that she was the object of such a handsome man's attention, when she had finished her dessert she had a quick glance over. Two seconds later I felt a wet hand sliding up and down my rock hard shaft. She spit on her hand again and began stroking faster with her slippery smooth hand. “Slow down before I shoot my load all over you. It feels so nice.”She stopped and repositioned herself and got down on her knees in front of me. The next thing I felt was her hot mouth and full lips sucking the head of my woody. I couldn’t bear it. “Corrine, that’s not much better. I’m about to explode!”“You can explode any time you.