It was sweet of her to wear it. I was only realizing now that she had it on.I was still feeling slightly awkward, but my confidence kicked in almost i...stantly. I rolled over, looking patch in the eye (no pun intended). She chuckled at me, licking her lips just spite me. She was my therapist. She knew every little detail I ever gave her, including the fact that red lipstick was one of the only outside turn ons I had. I went to ask her what she was trying to do. I think in the middle of the word. He’s having the desired result. I’m getting turned on. Then he moved around behind me. I bent down and he surprised me when he started kissing and licking my ass. I hadn’t expected that. But I liked it! It felt wonderful. I never realized that my asshole was an erogenous zone!I heard a noise and I opened my eyes to see Lauren approaching. She handed a small bottle to Lee. He thanked her and invited her to help out.Lauren glanced at Rick and he shrugged. Lauren smiled and dropped to her knees. This was the very time when her brother had taken her cherry, taught her to cock suck and even reamed out her asshole. The hour for sex.Billy moaned and his hand found his sister’s shoulder. “Umph,” he said to himself. His hand stroked and his prick flexed between his sister’s legs. He opened his eyes and licked his lips as the world came in focus, and he could see the golden strands of his sister’s hair and the smooth rise of her back and shoulder. He knew at once where his penis was and in. The slaves always wore studded dog collars with long leads attached. If a slave displeased they would be whipped with the leather lead.The school's football team was coached by Madam Katrina. She was from Mombasa and I can only describe her as being stunning. She was just so beautiful. The team had reached the final of an inter-schools competition and the game was to be played at Greenlands. I was delegated to mark out the pitch with white lines.The big day arrived it was a Saturday afternoon..