Joanne woke up when room service came. He made her stay under the blanket and fed her from the tray. Pancakes were not a good choice. He got syrup all...over her and the comforter. He did his best to get the stickiness off of her arm with his mouth. The syrup added more sweetness to his already delicious lips. Then, they went back to sleep. It was familiar to do that, but it made her thighs warm. When they’d done it with clothes, there was this physical barrier and they had observed a strict. Her asscheeks were ripe, full moons. They looked smooth and inviting. His cock gave another deep throb. He glanced down at it and knew he'd be shoving it up his sister's tender cunt soon.After Mary had finished with her rinse, she noted a strange sound behind her. She jerked around in one movement. She stared aghast at the nude figure of her brother. His thick prick jutted out from his loins like a fleshy spear. Its thick purplish head gleamed. Her eyes were riveted upon it. She couldn't look. "Then he was gone.I glanced at the clock and saw that the entire episode with Jamal and his gang had lasted forty-five minutes! I had been kissed and touched for nearly an hour. Kissed and touched? No, I had been assaulted for nearly an hour.I grabbed my purse and started to run out to the parking lot when I remembered the attendance sheets. I wanted desperately to rush home and consume mass quantities of alcohol. I was a wreck!I had to turn in those attendance sheets first, though. I picked. ”She raised her arms to her sides.”Do it walking, sissy bitch.”Taking a deep breath at the sting of the words, she gathered herself and began walking towards the opposite wall her arms held up, hands dangling like a skipping little girl or a flamboyantly gay man. She turned on her heels and strode back to her Master in the same manner.”Good sissy. Now, here’s the tricky part. Whenever I say ‘Mince, sissy,”’ I want you to walk with your hands down, below your apron, fingers pointed outward. When.