The backyard was in full view and although we had a gated house, the idea of neighbours overlooking the fence or seeing me from the back alley kitchen...windows across the street getting my ass beat over the lap of my sister sent my body in a trance. My mouth went dry as I tried to mutter out something... "Bbbutt Kara... the cuurrtt..." She cut me off before I could even finish. "That's right. The curtains are going to remain open. You obviously haven't learned your ways from me smacking your ass. But would she be walking down that aisle, presenting herself as a willing sacrifice?Sacrifice, what an interesting word, she mused. It was a term that she'd heard and seen played out most her life. Her mother and father had used it at her first trial and her grandmother had used it at her second. It was the one word that had swayed an inane legal system to provide therapy in a hospital rather than prison time. The judge had even used it to justify his ruling.Her grandmother had used the term. "Yes, I am. How are you? Were you ... Did you ... Were you there?" Page stammered."Yes, but I am ok. I was knocked down and some stuff fell, mostly ceiling tiles and drywall ... I had to push my way out. I helped a few others get free of the debris." At that Carl began to cough. His throat felt like he had swallowed a bag of nails. Page jumped off of his lap and opened a small refrigerator hidden in the night stand next to the chair.It was then that Carl could see all of Page. Page was naked.. Sarah began to saw her fingers in and out of Lucy as her tongue continued to tease her clit. Suddenly Lucy pressed Sarah’s head hard into her pussy as her body convulsed in orgasm. When she had recovered her breath Lucy leant down and kissed Sarah loving the taste of her own juices on her customers face. ‘Oh babe you’re good, I can’t wait to taste you as well, but first lets see if we can get rid of that fuzz, yeah.’ ‘Mmm, suits me. Where do we start.’ Sarah asked her. ‘Bring your coffee.