” Again I shook my head in agreement and murmured “I’ll never say anything Miss Branson.” “Please, if we’re gonna do this you have to ca...l me by my first name Dianne.” “Ok miss, I mean Dianne.” “Stand up and let’s see if we can do something about that problem you seem to have.” I do as I’m told and she moves closer to me reaching down to unbutton my jeans allowing my cock to spring free. It was so hard I wasn’t sure if it was going to explode before she even got near it! I thought I had. She too got into mood and started moving her hands on my back. Our salivas got exchanged I was in cloud nine then. Our tongues were having a sword fight which lasted for about 10 mins. Then I made her lie on the sofa and I lay over her and started kissing all over her body. Caressing her body fully, with my hands. Was moving like a reptile on her silky body.Moved to her legs, planted kiss on each toe, lifter her chudi pants a litte and kissed her legs also. She was closing her eyes and. .. I have no kids or anyone else, but I do have to drive home to Hartford and put on the happy family face for Thanksgiving.” Jessy used the index fingers of both hands to push up the corners of her mouth, emphasizing the mask she needed at home.“Well, it’s nice your family gets together, anyway. My family doesn’t do anything together, not that we’ve ever really been all that much ‘together’ anyway.” The look of disappointment in Bronwen’s face was apparent, but Jessy couldn’t really know how. Her body, her hair-trigger orgasm, her insatiable submission ... it had been a lot of work (and I mean a lot of work) to get her here, but once she’d entered the realm of full-time sister-slut, she’d taken to it like a fish to water.She’d never once complained of having a sore jaw, or needing a break, or ‘having a headache’. Once she’d started being my on-demand sexual toy, she’d been the best slut a brother could ask for.Except, of course ... that she wouldn’t let me fuck her.“Hypothetical,” I.