She gently stroked my ass, her hands wandering over both upraised globes and down my parted thighs. It felt very good, and quite soothing. I felt he... soft tongue trace a line up one thigh, licking its way up my leg and swirling upon one burning ass cheek. She repeated the process on the other thigh, and I squirmed as her tongue tickled my ass. I was embarrassed at how much I liked having her lick my ass.She then began caressing my stinging pussy, and her soft touch gave wonderful relief to. A few weeks later I had washed my hair and just about finished drying it when Tony came into the lounge. Mum was out as usual working late again so there was only the two of us home."Hi sis," he said brightly, "how's my favourite sister?"He plonked himself down on the sofa and watched me finish off with my hair. I became conscious that he was staring at me then I realised that I wasn't wearing that much. After my shower I had put on just my PJ top and not bothering with anything else, this I. "No." She stopped me. "Charlie will take me home. I'll be at work in the morning, usual time."I hate to admit I was grateful, and closed my eyes. I knew no more until the alarm woke me. A shower, during which my housekeeper arrived and got coffee and food ready for breakfast, and was just about ready to face the day. What am I saying? Ready to face Stacey.She beat me, as usual, to the office, and greeted me with a smile and "Good morning, Mister Carpenter," just the same as usual.Try as I might. Before I could eventhink about brushing I vomited into the toilet. I had never feltso degraded in my life. How could a person treat anyone as badlyas I had been treated over the past 8 hours? I grabbed somemouth wash and gargled trying to get the taste of urine out ofmy system, I felt so dirty.I turned on the shower and cleaned myself from top to bottom,filled an enema bag and made sure to douche myself thoroughly.I was concerned that Tim may have even given me some type ofSTD. I would have to.