When I got there, her husband told me he wasmeeting her at the restaurant and that they might be late. We wentthrough the whole regular conversation a...d then he left. In no time thekids were in bed, and I was exploring their house in a new way.I went straight for their bedroom, and it was completely rearranged. Thebench/chair that she sat on was not there, and there were boxes againstthe wall with the word "Brenda's clothes." Other rooms also seeminglyhad things packed. In their bedroom, I went. Father had said it would be a waste of life to fight a battle we did not need to fight. He had said that we should approach the tribe with the hopes of trade with them, that perhaps we could both help each other.The Shaman had said it would be a waste as the strange tribe spoke a demon language we could not understand, he had forbade my father from seeking the matter any further. Father had decided that he would go on his own to seek out the tribe, to try and prove we could be friendly with. But a year back is when I realized how grown up my sister has become, physically. So this happened when one day I was teaching her and she was writing on a book but she was on her knees and taking notes by bending and keeping the book on the bed. Her top was loose and a little low cut, and that’s the point from when I started noticing her cleavage whenever possible. She had developed beautifully with the right curves with perky boobs and tight ass. So this went on for a while, that is me trying. Luke could not look back due to his restraints but didn’t need to in order to know that Mistress Lauren must be lubricating the butt plug. Only moments later his thoughts were confirmed, as he felt the well-lubricated butt plug press against his lubed entrance.“Relax, slave,” Mistress Lauren commanded.Luke obeyed, taking a deep breath as he relaxed his body and allowed the butt plug entrance into his ass. The plug wasn’t huge, but made Luke’s tight ass feel full as Mistress Lauren slid it all.