Samantha leaned in towards Julie. "By now you know why I do anything mymistress desires, don't you?" she asked, not waiting for a reply beforeturning...on vibrations that set the bound girl writhing. The buzz of thetoy and Julie's laboured breathing filled the room. Julie's clit, cradledin the fork of the vibrator, felt the sized of her thumb. Samantha smiledcruelly and turned on a slow pulse, swelling the shaft inside Julie's slicktunnel. Julie's head thrashed from side to side. She. The thought of Roger reminded me that I was supposed to tell him everything that happened. How much of this could I really tell him? The thought left me uptight. I tried to occupy my mind with something else.My attention turned once more to the photographs above Fiona's desk. Some of them were already showing signs of aging. The pictures weren't in any particular order, but it was easy to see how the little girl on the older photographs changed into a teenager and then into a fully developed. Thomas laughed at me. "Excited for what? You NEVER get excited aboutANYTHING."It was true. During any school pep rally I was the kid that rolled hiseyes and trudged through it. When I was younger I always slept well onChristmas Eve and my parents had just as difficult a time waking me upas every other kid had waking up their parents. Even my birthday didn'tkeep me reminding everyone day of. I smiled, laughed, and enjoyedthings, but never understood the whole holiday spirit thing. I'm justnot. I couldn't believe I was actually gonna be able to see a brother and sister fuck each other. He took off her shirt, as they were both sitting on the bed. She had a solid c-cup rack too, and he wasted no time getting her bra off too. I got a close up on her boobs, and he leaned in to lick her nipples. She let out a few soft moans, and put her hands on his head."Oh, Tom, you have a kinky relationship with your sister," I mentioned.They didn't answer, but then, she undid her shorts. He put his.