She hadn’t been a virgin, but then the shaved pussy had told me she probably wouldn’t be, but she was excruciatingly tight, and it only took me a ...ouple of minutes to shoot my load into her tight little slit, and the whole time she just lay there almost unconscious. When I had rammed myself into her tight little pussy for the last time, milking the last drops of cum into her now well lubricated hole, I stood up and stepped back to fully soak up the beautiful vision in front of me, there she was. . oh.It dawned on me. I vaguely remembered telling her to call me that when she was under. I’d told my sister’s best friend to call me master, and I hadn’t thought to specify when it was or wasn’t appropriate ... like when we were in front of my unsuspecting mother and sister.Fuck.For the last few months, I’d been hypnotizing my sister Lucy, her best friend Marcie, and my mother. See, as long as I can remember, I’ve been attracted to my family members. You might think that’s sick, but you’ve. ..her baby flesh...she is in the best shape of her life. She goes to weight watchers, primarily to keep herself in check, but also to piss off most of the other women who go there. They hate her. And she knows it. Oh, they say all the right things, but, she knows. She knows they call her behind her back..."what is she doing here...bitch!" She knows, but also, she revels in it. They're also so right. She is a bitch. Always has been. Always will be. That's just part of the dna of the person.. "Did I hurt you?" No!" she almost cried out. "No," she repeated softer. "On the contrary."Even in the dimly lit porch I could see her face and she was blushing again. I felt like a heel causing that blush."You did nothing wrong," she again consoled me when she saw my anxious face. "It was too good." With that she bent forward, gave me a soft kiss and opened the door. Before she had time to close it behind her I called softly."Jennifer! No peek tonight?" I teased when she turned and looked at.