My ass. My lips. My tits. My nipples." "And you’re mine? To do with as I please?" "Yes. I'm your slave." “Get me one of the butt plugs,” I told ...er. This was not part of her plan, and she stopped short, eyes questioning me. I gave her a stern look. She frowned, but then walked into our closet, where we keep the toys. “Which one?” she asked.“The blue one, I think.” It was the medium one, uncomfortable but not near as bad as the big red one. I only used that when she had really annoyed me. “And. She really didn't approve of this.I didn't care. I was excited to add Sarah to our family. She was amazing and fun, and not just because her breasts were filled with the creamiest treat I had ever tasted. She was family. She was our sister. It felt so right to bring her into our marriage. My heart beat faster as she walked closer, clutching a bouquet of flowers before her, a big smile on her face.Chase escorted her, our big sister also beaming, though her smile had an amused cast to it. Despite. When she calmed down she became more conscious of the feet standing close by and remembered the audience and groaned as she slowly eased her self up. She saw the two boys but it was when she saw Jennifer, her friend, that she sobbed again, putting her hand over her mouth, tears still filling her eyes. “Go and clean yourself up Carol” her Mother commanded, feeling sorry for her momentarily but relishing the moment, a victory she was going to enjoy. Carol fled the room and after a few moments. " So you never touched another man?" Amy prompted. "Not until this week." That's a long time," Amy said."You have no idea," she said, slowly rubbing faster. Amy and I watched as she rubbed herself out on the float, sending small waves through the pool as she bucked her hips. When her orgasm ended, she sat up, her cheeks flush."You know," she added, "you were conceived during one of those showers with my mom." She waited for Amy's response. I could tell it was a challenge of some sort, daring.