"I wish I could," I replied sincerely. "But my guitar is at home, and so is my keyboard." How come you didn't bring them with you?" queried Jeannette....Well," I began, realizing that I wanted to tell this tale in spite of myself, "it's kind of a long story. I tried to start a band last year, it didn't work out, and I've kind of sworn off music for a while."Everyone remained quiet for a moment, not sure how to react to that. It was Julia who broke the silence."It sounds like this is something. My makeup was, of course, in keeping with the slut look. Smokey eyes in blue and silver and brilliant scarlet lipstick. Once I had completed dressing I looked at myself in the full length mirror. Looking back at me was the absolute picture of a street slut, mature and knowing how to delight her partners sexually. I was getting very aroused thinking of what was to come. The video entry system on the door rang. Caroline had arrived to collect me.On arrival at the venue, which was a very upmarket. My eyes straight away watched her ass and it was awesome and inviting. I came to my senses when I heard my mom calling my sister.I felt guilty for thinking bad about my sister and left my home and went to nearest park. Still my sister’s ass came to my mind. And finally I decided to seduce my sister and make her mine.The next day morning my mom went to market leaving me and my sister. I was in hungry asked my sister to give me breakfast. She was wearing a nighty and feed my eyes. We both started. .. but, oh, fuck me! I craved it so much! Fuck, yeah! Stretch ... it!” Mom begged me as I rammed her rump, “it burns, it hurts, but it’s SOOOO GOOD!”“Yes, very fucking good! Yes ... damn ... you’re so fucking tight back there!” I praised Mom on how well her butthole gripped my dick.“It was the only hole that I never gave Jerry ... though he took it eventually without my ... consent. It’s rarely been used, Master. Very seldom! I love it ... I love the pain! It hurts ... but it’s so fucking.