She had bathed and shaved, and her makeup was perfection - red lipstick, dramatic, evening look eye shadow and mascara, blush to her cheeks. Her long ...ishwater blonde hair was put in the ponytail He liked. She took one last look at her appearance in the full length mirror of the bedroom before heading downstairs to finish her preparations. She wondered if He would punish her...deep down she hoped so. She had dressed in her leather harness. That was the current "dress" for her. The leather. She did it for him, guiding his fingers in the unhooking of the snap that held her bra. She saw his eyes bulge when he took in the beauty of her full, firm breasts, and she lifted one of his hands and placed it against one of them. Again she felt him tremble, so she took his head and moved it to her, then, still holding it firmly in her hands, guided his mouth to her nipple.Fred kissed lightly at the soft pinkness of her breast, his hands on her hips and suddenly wanted all of her luscious. While Ross wasn’t the uxorious type like Chandler, he grasped that this act here was part of his sister’s hold over her husband.“Damn it ... sis! Oh, God ... this is incest! We’re brother and sister ... Oh, God!” Ross gasped as his sister mounted him repeatedly and took him balls deep inside her dripping wet snatch.Monica had long been very athletic and energetic, ever since she stopped being fat some years back. Now a lot of that same stamina and vitality affected her sex life, making her so. She does work the graveyard shift at a nearby motel and said just get a room and I’ll make you up when I have a little down time. I was all for it and even got the room at a discounted rate. Of course I selected the ground floor near the rear doors so I could bring my dress up back in and not draw so much attention. I checked in before she arrived for work. An older man was working the desk and I didn’t have any problems checking in and getting my bags to my room. She wasn’t due for work for.