Passing my sister's door on the way to the bathroom, I could smell burning. I knocked on the door then tried the handle. It was locked again."Michelle... are you alright in there? I can smell burning," I called out."It's okay, bro, we're just burning a little incense."Only partially mollified, I used the bathroom then went downstairs and helped myself to a drink before returning to my room. I really was going to have words with my sister after her friends left.Locking her door and burning. He was strong, tender, gentle, kind, caring, and considerate. He was also a wonderful lover, and last night, she felt, well, she felt things she never expected to feel ever again. She blushed at the thoughts she was having, as she felt him kiss the back of her neck and shoulders. "Mm, Good Morning," she sighed lazily. His arm draped possessively over her body, pulling her snugly to him, so that she could feel that he was as aroused as she was. His hard length, gently probing between the. "SMACK! The slap Cindy delivered to Courtney's face rang out as Courtney yelped."It's 'Yes, Master or Sir.' you dumb cunt." Cindy commanded.Jim told her. "Courtney, you will begin your training first." He then took a tit in each hand and squeezed hard enough to cause Courtney to cry out."Stop it, damn it! That hurts!" Courtney barked.WHACK! Jim slapped her face."How dare you. You can't do that! Even my Daddy doesn't hit me." She persisted.WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Jim slapped her face very hard. When she arrived, Helena kissed me deeply and she threw away her light summer dress, showing me she was wearing that sexy tiny thong, the one that barely could cover her dark nipples and her nice shaven pussy lips…She kissed me again and then she went directly to the back yard.Our gardener was there arranging some plants and bushes. He was a nice black guy, in his late fifties. His name was Leon; he was a huge dark skin man, welt built and I imagined he would be also very well endowed…I heard.