I walked into a queen-sized room and said, "I've assigned this room to you. If Peter asks then you can tell him that you had a room with two queen bed... for the week. Of course you'll be in my room with me."Marion said yes and her mom just nodded. I looked into the closets and the pantry. I went through the cabinets and the fridge.We needed brooms, a vacuum, cleaning supplies, toilet paper, clothes hangers, kitchen staples, silverware, plates, glasses, napkins, soap, shampoo and many other. She then turned her head and locked eyes with me. in an instant rage she yelled what the fuck you little perv and chased me out of her room slamming the door. Then the first I ever dabbled into bestiality was on my mothers laptop when she was sleeping. I remember seeing horses on a ranch the day before. They were constantly lifting their tails and switching them. I love the sight of their ass and pussy. I had no idea animals could be sexy. even when they would relieve themselves it made me hard. She was damn hot in just the towel. I grabbed her close, but she pushed me and told me to take a bath and come. I obeyed her order without any complaint. I went to the bathroom and took a bath and came out. I saw my sister sitting in the bed in bra and panty waiting for me.I came close to her. My heart was pounding, thinking of what was about to happen. She smiled at me and extended her hands to hug me while I was standing like a moron.My dick was making a tent in my towel. So I removed the. She started to get it. The pictures were nudes, masturbation, sexy poses with a half open bathrobe...in one picture she made a selfie of herself on her knees sucking on her finger photographed from the top. I could see that she was starting to lose that undecidedness she had shown earlier. She wanted to meet with me and she was willing to put some effort into making it happen.2 days before my trip I send her the name of the hotel and told her to be at my door at 8. I would send her the room.