"That's nice," she whispers, so I slide my hand under her sweater into more direct contact. She hums gently into my ear and almost unnoticeably arches...her back to press against my actions. I move my fingertips to the hot swelling skin and, sliding the cup down, caress her nipple. She bites my ear lobe gently and then moves her head so as to kiss me properly, sliding her tongue between my lips as she does.We kiss deeply and at the same time I flex my hips and penis against her bottom. She. I’m not saying I didn’t like it.”“Then, what do you say for my taking the time to lube you so well?”“Thank you?”“Thank you, Sir!”“Oh, shit. I’m sorry, Master. Thank you. Please don’t paddle me again. I’ll be a good girl. I promise”I loved the fearful pleading in her voice. I might have felt horrible for being so cruel, but I reminded myself that she had her safe word, and that was the only word that might bring her relief. Grinning wildly with my new power, I slid a glass butt plug between the. It was a windowless room, with a skylight at the top that could be opened. It was not terribly large, having a small love seat on one side, and Ms. Hayes desk on the other. To one side was a door to a coat closet, closed at the moment.She was sitting behind her desk. It may have been Steve's imagination, but she looked slightly nervous. And did she have another button undone? "Please close the door and sit down," she told him.He did so, wondering what was coming. Was she going to have him do. My friend told that it would feel good if we use some oil while masturbating.So I went to the kitchen to take oil. When I entered the Kitchen, I was about to faint, there was my sister standing there and making some coffee. I was completely nude in full temper and my cock was rock hard pointing the opposite direction with my left hand on it. I felt so ashamed but my dick was growing bigger after seeing her.I and my sister is standing still for atleast a minute. Her face has become red and her.