Pushing a few more inches into her, I grabbed ahold of her tightly once again, as I moved up off the couch with her in my arms, and cunt impaled by ha...f of my cock. Moving my hands down under her as I slowly begin lifting her up and down the length my cock. “Oh, fuck, baby,” she nearly got out in the midst of her moans. Walking down the hall towards our bedroom, I released her weight as she fell to the bed. Grabbing her legs, I moved my hands up, grasping each of her feet in my hands. Standing. Mistress Monique insists on cleanliness for myself and Craig.?You never know when I might need to offer or sell you or your husband to a client. Or perhaps as a favour to a dear friend so you must be ready at all times,? she said as she led me through the routine the first time.She was right. We have earned her a fortune!So in the shower I primp and preen and make sure that I am presentable should I have to serve. The next thing is to dress. This does not take long because Mistress Monique has. She wasn’t content with the chaste peck in this case. If she had to kiss me as a toll, she’d go all-out, and she did. That was no sisterly smooch at all. That was a lover’s passionate kiss, make no mistake on that point.“Now THAT was a proper tongue kiss! Way to go, Becca! If one didn’t know better, one would think that you’re starting to really dig your brother that way, you know. The family way. In more ways than one,” Janine gestured to indicate a pregnant tummy.“If that doesn’t help sell me. He stood there looking at himself as Mel fastened the white bow on topof his head. Picture of a sissy! Again! At least this time hecouldn't actually see the diaper he was wearing under his skirt. Whenhe had worn the outfit all around the mall last weekend, Mel had stuckhim in so many diapers that they could easily be seen below his skit.He didn't think anyone could see the one diaper he was wearing today,but he wasn't all that sure about it. How about from the back?"You took so long.