" Didn't you say you went grocery shopping this week dressed up?" But I went all the way across town so no one would recognize me." That's okay, no on... will recognize you. I didn't at first when I first saw you. Now get in the car, you're driving." I didn't believe what she said about not recognizing me but I complied with her.The drive to the mall was nerve wrecking for me."What if someone recognizes you and asks who am I?" Then we'll say you're my cousin, that'd explain it." And if the know. As I lay there gasping like a fish out of water, she moved up and kissed me. I didn't even freak, as I tasted the salty funk of my own cum on her tongue. I just kissed her back, pulling her to me, holding her close, not wanting the moment to end. Our lips melded together into one long soul kiss and, honestly, I never felt more happy or at peace. Despite using her (and her panties) for the occasional jerk-off fantasy, I'd always adored my sister and held her in the highest regard. She wasn't. He grinned, looking at this beautiful woman before smoothly sliding off his horse and walking towards them. As the workers saw him, they stopped what they were doing and took off their hats, lightly bowing their heads to him respectfully. ‘Hello po sir. Hello sir.’ The workers all greeted him. He greeted them as well before getting straight to the point. They were all used to this. ‘What seems to be the problem here?’ He looked at the woman, but directed the question to everyone. She only. Once again I nod, not trusting myself to say anything lest another moan gives away my intense arousal. “I won’t be long,” he says seductively and that moan escapes from the depths of my throat anyway. I hear him chuckle as he makes his way across the room. The door creaks open then closes with a sharp click. Another click tells me that he has me locked in here. My heart races with excitement as I settle down to await my reward … or punishment; depending on whether he deems me a good or a bad.