I put my arm around her and we snuggled together as the movie started.The movie was hot, in no time I was sporting an erection as over the next hour a...d a half I watched my sister have sex with various people, both men and women. At some point in the movie Jessica moved slightly and I found my hand resting against the side of her breast, while one of her hands rested on my thigh.As the movie ended I looked down at Jessie and our eyes met, and suddenly we were kissing, kissing as lovers, deep. ‘Who owns you cunt?’ she hissed. I hesitated again and another slap hit me across the face. “Answer me or do you want another session with the table?’ My heart raced at the thought but I instead whispered ‘You do’. Another slap ‘Who?’ I shook my head from the force of the blow and said ‘You do Mistress Marsha’. She smiled and released my hair. ‘Do you know how wet it makes me hearing you say that?’ she purred. Then she laughed. ‘Of course you don’t cunt, because I have not allowed you to touch. ‘Stop!’ I groan. ‘But it’s your turn,’ she says. ‘It will still be my turn if you stop. I want it to last longer.’ She gives me a pout, swallows deeply one more time and giving it all the suction she can, pulls up and off. I almost cum. Sliding my hands under her arms, I pull her up over my body until her hips are above mine and her breasts are in kissing range. My hands wrap around both breasts and my tongue licks her left nipple then her right. My hips flex and my cock presses into her pubic. You’re doing better than I did.”That said, Abby knew she’d have to stop Brock from being too expressive. He’d said he would — but what he thinks is okay, Vince might not agree.Abby grabbed two ties from last night’s fantasy. “How about part two?”Vince reached for a tie but Abby shook her head.“I thought that me tying you up was a fantasy?” said Vince.“It was — and still is. And for your first time doing that, you weren’t bad. This is the other part of my fantasy, tying you up.”Abby bound his.