. .Reluctantly, I pulled her up to her feet, and then pulled her tight against my body. I leaned over her slender frame and pressed my mouth tight aga...nst hers. She eagerly returned my kiss and thrust her tongue deep in my mouth. I could still taste the salty taste of my own cum on her breath, as I was sure she could still taste the sweet nectar of her pussy on mine.My hands moved down her body, finding her tits first. I teased her swollen nipples, twisting and pulling at them with my fingers.. I descended into it, her velvety asscheeks engulfing the crown. Pleasure rippled up my shaft.And then I brushed her puckered sphincter.I took a moment to savor my sister's asshole. My pussy clenched, squeezing out juices to dribble down my thighs I swirled my dick in slow circles about her rear entrance. She let out a whimper, her body tensing, ready to be penetrated.“I love you, sweet sister,” I moaned.“I'm your wife, my heart,” she groaned. “My dearest sister.”Her asshole surrendered to my. She wore a white lacepinnafore over it and a white cap. My mother was blonde and looked hotfor a 48 year old widow. There were thick white petticoats under thedress which puffed it up somewhat and my mother wore fishnet tightsunderneath and a three inch heel. If she wasn't my mother I woulddefinitely have been trying to chat her up, she was a great piece ofarse.I went for an interview and was excited to notice that the ladies whoworked there were also dressed like Mum. It seemed a dream. But I'm... I'm just not in the mood right now..."She continued to pout as if he had offended her. "Please, Master, it is necessary that I perform these ablutions on you... otherwise, if it were discovered that I did not, I would have to be beaten." What?" Paul gaped at her. "Well... we just won't tell anyone, will we... ?" Oh, I must tell. I cannot lie. If I was ever found in a lie, my breasts would be branded."Paul stared at her in utter disbelief, but the look of innocence in her eyes told.