She asked me if I would rub her back so I could warm her skin up quickly. I did as she asked me to. Her skin was warm and soft. I watched the fire fli...ker off of her body and I realized I was getting quickly aroused. My pussy was wet. This startled me and I jerked my hands back.She asked me what was wrong, I replied nothing. She laughed and told me it was ok, there was nothing to be ashamed of.She took my face into her hands and kissed me softly.I felt my body quiver with delight. The kiss. She said she would eat the rest of the food if I gave her a chance. “I am hungry, Master! I just wasn’t used to that. It almost made me throw up,” she pouted.She looked so pitiful, down on the floor with her face in that disgusting mess, that I felt like being merciful.“You’ll have another chance at lunch,” I said as I forced her legs apart as wide as my mother’s had been. I wanted her fully exposed to me and offering up that peach-shaped cunt to me. I made her drape her arms across the table. .. some wacky new position that was 'guaranteed' to get her pregnant, or worse... when she would become moody and ill-tempered. That too was becoming more frequent. "I hope she's in a good mood tonight," I muttered as I started for the door, deciding that I certainly wouldn't mind another try at having kids. After all, I've always been told that practice makes perfect. With that in mind, I went inside, grinning as I smelled the scent of something delicious hanging in the air. I quickly followed. But I suppose I was feeling kind of shy myself, even though my cock was sticking straight out with my sister playing with it.She continued her tour. "And what's this ridge on the bottom?" It was rhetorical, as she didn't wait for an answer. "That's very interesting." She ran her finger along the ridge, and had to add her thumb on top to apply enough pressure. Then she added a couple fingers to stroke the length again. "It feels so soft, yet it's so hard!" Like a breast," I said. "They are so.