There on the bed was my sister, she was naked, and she was tied up.She was folded in half like a jackknife. Her hands were spread out to the sides of ...er bed and a rope was tied around both of her wrists from underneath her mattress. She was on her back with her head up to the headboard and with her feet up around her ears. Her ankles were tied to the headboard. In that position I could see her breasts, her pussy, and her asshole. It looked as if both of those holes had been used. I had. Ron smeared it around as it lek precum making my lips slimy and ready for a mouthful. He raised up on his toes a bit allowing the first few fat inches to get inside my hot face hole. He pressed more in and dragged me over the edge a bit more for easy entry stuffing at least half of that thing inside. It must have been 10 inches long and certainly over 2 inches across as my lips were stretched to their limit. He found the back of my throat and paused as I worked my tongue as much as I could with. “Deck, I think it’s that some of us expect a man to have kind of a sixth sense, when it comes to what we want,” she explained. “It’s complicated for some of us, when we’re trying to sort out how we feel about a man. How do you tell a woman that you like her? Is it easy for you?”“It depends, I guess,” I said with a shrug. “I can honestly say that you’re my first really serious relationship, Tabby. With you, I felt attracted to you immediately. After that first meeting when you fired Gordy Boy. “Okay?” I said.“Candace said you were willing to talk to me; I mean about important things,” she said. I shrugged.“When Candace first asked me to meet with you, at first I demurred; but then I thought, and agreed to the meet up, this meet up, because it would give me an opportunity to call you names and insult you to your face, I mean instead of behind your back, you know like you and your husband did, and likely still do, to me. You know, like you did that day at the Blue Boar,” I said.“Huh””.