And so it went all night until, she suspected, she had earned the money Ken kept from her.Just a whore, she thought bleakly, looking down at the paper... she began to grade. A useless whore, even before Ken found me. At the time, she thought it sexy, dangerous, and made her cool. Chrissy also knew how much it turned her on, even then. She rubbed her legs together quickly, her pulse quickening with that queer longing she always felt, and just as suddenly regained self-control. I am not that person. That took the wind right out of the woman who couldn’t help but stare at my wife’s bare cunt. She apparently got quite flustered and finally stopped talking altogether, just sat and stared at my wife’s cunt.My wife opened her legs a little further and her short skirt hiked up her thighs until her cunt and ass hole were clearly visible to the woman. My wife then kicked her shoes off and squirmed in her seat just enough so that her skirt rode right up to her waist, exposing her entire crack and. I no longer felt my erection: my entire body ached for her. A spot of precum had soaked through my boxers and into the blue denim of my jeans. I saw my sister’s eyes slide towards the dark circle when I turned to her. I no longer tried to conceal my desire. The undeniable certainty that she wanted me had banished shame.I don’t know how we managed to stay apart as the day went on. I felt like my body was a compass needle stroked with iron, constantly aligned to wherever she was in the house. The. You just be here at 9am 2 days a week, get your list and make the deliveries. 'But just be aware for me to trust my people everyone takes a little sample of my product each day. You agree to that, your sisters debt is dont and in one month we are done' Nikki didn't need much convincing. 'Deal' she said.... Mike knew her fate was sealed. The next week Nikki turned up as instructed, Mike wasn't there just the tall black guy who was called Wes. He gave her a box of 6 parcels with each parcel.