Now kiss your s****r on her mouth. I started to protest, and he hesitated, Do it, ordered mother, and our lips touched. There was something chemical h...ppening there, as our lips met and pressed against each other, but there was no passion or tingling, but there was something there in the background. Feel anything, mother asked us inquisitively, we both shook our heads to confirm that we both felt no response from kissing each other. Thats perfectly normal, she said, You are siblings and have. . !But it did! And all when a ferocious growl emitted from the waiting Caesar! Lydia felt her hesitant breaths suddenly knotting in her throat as she watched and waited wild-eyed to the movements of the powerful animals! She saw the wolfish dog back off, then lie down, rolling onto its back! Caesar moved behind her, incredibly nudging at the top of her head with his nose! They weren't gentle nudges, nor was his growl less than menacing! Fearfully, Lydia guessed at his meaning, immediately. Back in london Sally tells Havers all about the meeting with the eccentric artist ‘something puzzled me-i saw a book in his library -it was called school of correction’-for some reason he wouldn’t let me see it!’-Havers just nodded knowingly-‘Sally-i have a proposition for you-if you can persuade him to exhibit his paintings at my art gallery i will pay you five grand!’ Sally almost fainted! ‘five grand!!! ‘ ‘Sally – if you can persuade the old buzzard to do this,then you deserve every. I remember bucking up on my back and pulling his face into me...pulling His hair and slapping at him to stop until I felt a dam burst inside me and I was screaming. His hand was over my mouth now and he was pushing my little soaking wet thighs together. He flipped me on my stomach, my tiny frame still twitching, and slid his prepubescent penis between my thighs. The moisture making it easy to fuck me without coming inside. This was weird to me but when his dick would touch my still tender rose.