"Shove your tongue into my hot hole." I did as I was told. The way I was feeling she could have ask me to fuck anything and I would have. "Bitch, y...u need to fuck my ass too." "I can't fuck it with my tongue," as I tried to lift my head which was being held in placed. "You will fuck my ass if I tell you to, now use your fingers." I felt the urge to say, yes mam. I first shoved in one then two and found it excited me to see her so excited by this. Soon I ran my hand between my legs and. " Devilla said. "I want to pull my own weight tonight." I... If you wish, my queen," I replied. I wasn't entirely sure what tosay, honestly. It was just plain weird that the queen was showingconsideration for me.My response made Devilla smile, for some reason, and she immediatelycircled around me. Was she looking for buttons? She wasn't going to findany. My dress was backless, for one thing, and not nearly as fancy asher's besides.None of that seemed to be a setback for Devilla, though. Since. I decide to escalate a bit and put two fingers inside you ... slowly, deliberately, then tell you to squeeze. As you squeeze, I push them in, when you relax, I pull out ... all very slowly in cadence with your squeezes. Your incredible, beautiful, most wonderful clit is completely exposed. Hot, hard, desperate, it moves back and forth to the rhythm of your squeezes. I kiss and lick around it ... touching only very occasionally when it is sticking out and begging the most. Your breathing becomes. I opened the door and heard water running in the bath room. Perhaps Arti was taking a bath. I peeped into the bath room through a hole I had made in the door. This is what I saw. I began getting a hardon. My whore sister stood with her back to me, her naked body wet with water. Her buttocks looked so sweet. I want to fiuck my sister. Ohh God, I want my sister Arti! I moaned in my heart. I undid my pants as I watched my naked sister as I was taking my cock out of my underwear, the bathroom door.