He kissed me and I kissed him back. With my wrists handcuffed behind my back I could not do much but he moved to press his entire body against me as ...e kissed and with his hands brought himself to climax. A few minutes later, after he had wiped off my stomach and laid my head to rest against his shoulder with his arms around my shoulder, he said ?You are really a special guy. I love having you here.? I said ?Thank you, Master.? Several minutes of quiet later, he kissed the top of my head and. So he knew what I meant by being treated like my mum. He just said 'your mum likes to be fucked like a real slut and really hard' my reply was just 'good! So do I!' And smiled.He moved forward and kissed me strongly pushing his tongue deep in my mouth. God I love being in this strong older mans arms, feeling his cock getting hard in his jeans and knowing that he was going to fuck my young virgin boy pussy.I sunk to my knees and pull down his jeans and out popped his hard 7" cut cock. It looked. .."The line went dead. There was something definitely wrong. A horrifying thought hit me; could she be up the duff? But surely it was too early to tell if she was pregnant? It had been about three weeks since our first shag, and even if I had impregnated her then, which was highly unlikely given the poor performance, she wouldn't be showing anything yet. And what about her period? On the flight home from the Seychelles she had fitted a tampon after our Seven Mile High shag, so must have come on. Listening to my sister fueled my fantasies. I had always considered her to be very beautiful with bright blue eyes, sweet bow shaped mouth, long wavy blond hair and the longest legs on an 18 year old I have ever seen. She favored our mother in looks but my father in temperament, fast and furious in thinking, quick viperous tongue in retaliating. Thinking about that tongue and what it could do to a helpless cock had mine twitching. Hearing a sweet, subtle moan from her bedroom I gritted my.