I think it’s sexy.” “Even if we’re sisters?” Samantha asked.“Why not? It’s not like you guys are lesbians or anything – it’s not i**...*t.”“And what about you?” Samantha asked directly. “Do you like her watching us?”“What do you think?” I asked rhetorically.***When we came out of the bedroom, Tara had locked her self in her own room, probably out of embarrassment. We didn’t want to embarrass her further, so that night none of us said anything – we all just ignored it like it never happened. But. But he knew he couldn’t ask for anything now. Quite unexpectedly, the whip hissed down again. It felt lighter, but still cut into his skin sharply. No more nails. He whimpered as more and more blows came down on his tortured back. ?Mercy?, he gasped out. Then he witnessed his skirt being removed swiftly. His body was utterly exposed to her. ?I desire to feast tonight?, she said snipping her fingers again. He took a glimpse when he heard the rattle of chains and footsteps coming closer. It was a. She thought about how it must taste and what it would be like to swallow his load. She began to fantasize about it, and grew to be able to picture herself actually doing it.She watched a couple of the other videos, including one where her mom lay on the bed and her dad was standing in front of her, holding her legs up to his shoulders as he sank his cock balls-deep into her body. He worked her over, pounding his cock in and out of her for quite a few minutes until he drove in one last time and. Although he loved her just as much as he had before, something new had intruded into his feelings about her-something sexually carnal and entirely un-fatherly. Even now, just looking at her, it was only Joe's fear that kept him from reaching forward between her legs, tearing her panties to shreds, and climbing up onto the bed and getting himself in between her thighs."Stop it!" he shouted to himself, knowing he was close to losing control. Already he could feel his heart racing, blood pumping.