I smiled and offered, "I want that too. I am okay with the two of you remaining close." I took a sip of my cranberry and vodka cocktail and continued,..."I have a bit of a confession. You and I have more in common that you might imagine."Cindy raised her eyebrows as if to invite me to continue, but said nothing. I placed her hand on top of hers and confided, "After our dad was killed in Afghanistan, my stepbrother and I became 'close' too. We were both an emotional wreck and we leaned on each. He turned his flushed face as he stood in its entrance, his excitement palpable.“Let them in through the covered entrance on the west wing ... we err ... can’t have them exposed to the elements ... then show them up to the Rhodesia Room, where I’ll receive them.” The fact that it was a bright sunny day, made the stepfather’s need to keep as many eyes as possible away from his lurid fetish, all the more obvious, and brought a leering smile from both Cedric and Thomas as he left, Violet then. I licked her thighs and little bush slowly, surprised by how much Ienjoyed the aroma, and then gave her slit a little lick. It wasn't toobad, I liked it, so I began licking her cunt up and down and tonguefucking her hot pussy hole. By now I was really turned on again and I wassucking her clit and spanking it with my little tongue as fast as I couldgo. I could tell I was doing good because she bucked and came real hardin my face. I tongued her wet hole a little more before coming up andletting. Finally, I was finished and Mistress told me I was a good boy. Mistress placed me on my knees in front of the toilet and ordered me to lick her shoes. I could not see, but I heard her piss hitting the bowl. When she finished, she put Toilet paper in my hand and guided it to her slit. "I want to feel the love as you wipe my piss. I want you to show me that serving me is the most important thing in your life." So I carefully and gently wiped my Mistress' pussy. I was blindfolded, I could not see.