I substituted fish for lobster, but close enough.” I told her as I broke of the tail and put it on her plate with plenty of noodles. “I can’t ea... all of this, it is too much” she said scooping up some of the noodles to put back. “No don’t” I warned “It is supposed to be too much, it shows the family has enough and never needs more” I explained to her. We ate and talked about school and other things, when she was full I took our plates into the kitchen bringing in new plates and cut us both a. I waited until she was finished then kissed the cum I’d saved into her mouth. I didn’t care that she was my sister. It was a lover’s kiss, and I wanted to express to her how happy I was she was with me. She eagerly accepted our Master’s cum and then fed it back to me.Master’s cock finally began to subside, and he used my hair to wipe Chastity’s spit off it. He didn’t allow us to swallow his load but instead had us split it, so we each had some. Then he made us spit what we had in our mouth onto. .I kinda...like you."I blushed. "So...you're gay?" He stood up."Hell no!" he defended. "Of course not! I just...like dudes." His smile gave me chills."So..." I said, staring at his lips. "...you like me?" I mean...I guess so," he answered, sitting next to me again, placing his hand over mine. "But if you tell ANYONE...I will fuck...you...up." I laughed."Don't be rough," I joked. "Cause I don't really like it rough." Shutup," he chuckled, pushing me onto my back. He was then on top of me, with. The reporters were filming the whole thing. Angelo took my hands in his and kissed me on the forehead. Then he calmly told me that this was something he had to do. Africans from all over the world were returning to South Africa in droves to bring down the racist white establishment once and for all and end the evil regime of Apartheid. He wanted to be a part of it. I had tears in my eyes when he hugged me for the last time. Then he stepped through the corridor leading to the plane, but not.