I pulled her panties off of her while John used a heavy sweatshirt of mine to tie her hands to the railing of my bed. "Just like you saw in my porn fo...der" I said as she looked at me with a pitiful puppy dog look, her eyes red with tears. Her head shook as she wept.I opened a drawer and took out a mouldy looking sock out. Kissing my little sister, I shoved my tongue down her throat and then stuffed the sock that I'd been using as a wank rag into her mouth as deep as it could go. She gagged, her. “You shuck, we fuck!”I laughed at that and tossed her pants on the floor. “Not quite yet,” I said. “But, we’ll get there.”I covered every inch of her lower body with my mouth. Licking and kissing her toes, her ankles, the tops of her feet, her soles, her ankles and shins, her calves, her knees. My tongue touched all of it. And Dee moaned and groaned and yelped and scratched the whole way. When my mouth reached her thighs my hands went round to her ass and I squeezed her taut cheeks. She. They get the idea I'm going to peek in on them every time they get in the shower." She rolled her eyes. "It's why I don't broad cast it. And also guys feel like they've got the right to ask you all kinds of invasive questions. Girls sometimes, too," she added. "I won't do that." "You're so good about it," she enthused. "Hey, I'm pretty weird myself. Not one to judge, m'lady." "Don't tell anyone who doesn't know, OK? I'm not ashamed or anything I just don't like sharing it that much." "Of. She had had so many orgasms she lost count.Quietly she arose from the bed and used the toilet, then washed up as best she could with the small towels and bucket of water. She looked over at her son and smiled. He looked like an angel except that he had a huge cock between his legs and had fucked her almost to death. If they didn't get out of this they would both die happy.No, I can't think about dying now, I have to keep hope, she thought. We need a plan, even if it doesn't work."Good morning,.