'He's in there??'More giggling. The sound of a deep slurpy kiss. A good nigh. The sound of a slap to an ass. The door slammed shut. In she staggered. ... was relieved she was alone. But she looked a state. Her short dress had clearly been up. A stocking was not properly on. I could see the lacey top. The top of her dress was uneven on the shoulders. Her hair was a mess. Lipstick smudged and mascara had run.My mouth moved but words failed me. I knew there was nothing I could do. 'What a NIGHT' she. You have not kept in particularly great touch with your sister since you both became adults. If you turn down the job, it wouldn’t reflect badly on her, right? Maybe this was a pity job hire, or more elaborately, perhaps a made up company or job title just to get you a steady paycheck. Your mind continues reaching and wandering down odd thought paths. You think, maybe it isn’t even a real job but a prank by a sister upset over childhood pranks of yore – despite her advantage in age, you had. He then held tightly onto the back of my head as I felt his load being shot down my throat. Trevor, the third of the group, was next up. He had the biggest of the three cocks; I also began to suck him off. I had been sucking on his cock for a good ten minutes before he finally pulled his cock from my mouth. He gave his cock several thrusts with his hand as he stood right before me. It had been a minute or so later when his cock began to erupt. I felt several shots of cum splash against my. “It’s almost two.” Gretchen reminds her lover that reality must be heeded. “Oh fuck, and damn.” Sighs Crystal. Who looks to her captor for a freedom she would rather not have. The sashes are undone; Crystal rubs the little bit of lost circulation back to her wrists. Mistress becomes hostess having slipped off to the bathroom. Returning with a warm damp washcloth and fresh towel to clean up her lover’s sticky mess between her thighs. “I always have fun with you, you know that.” Said Gretchen.