Maybe my little sister wasn't that much of a saint after all. I entered her body deeper and deeper, each time pulling out some of her juices to make i... easier the next time, until I was fully inside her. I paused for a moment, realizing I was finally fucking my gorgeous sister. She was lying there, motionless, her face showing no emotion whatsoever. I let myself slide out until only the very tip was still between her lips, then slammed my body forward. Nothing. Not even a flinch. Evelyn was. Being horny, I checked Craigslist (they still had personals then) and saw an ad in the M for M section, for a 45 year old married white male, 5'7", 170, 6 cut cock looking for a blowjob to completion, he also said he was not looking to reciprocate, which was fine with me. The ad also mentioned several towns near me, where he was looking to travel. I responded to the ad, letting him know that I am a married, chub cocksucker and I would be happy to get him off. We exchanged several emails and he. “Why’d you make me come out here?” he asked.“Oh, no special reason,” I said. Then I pulled his head down and gave him the biggest, wettest, most passionate kiss that I could. He was too surprised to respond for like, a second. Then he started kissing me back. We both knew that I’d have to leave in a couple of minutes, and that fact spurred our kissing harder and faster. Knowing that we couldn’t get “too far” before I had to go added some serious enthusiasm. My newfound eagerness gave Bobby a. George put a chair in front of her cunt. He then locked her legs in place and tied her wrists to the arms of the chair. Cindi’s heart started to pound as she was going into the unknown again. With that George left the room leaving her there to stew. It was just another part of their control that she was continually being reminded of. When he came back he sat in the chair facing her cunt at about arms level. He carried with him shaving cream and a straight razor and other utensils leaving Cindi.