“No, ” he said, shaking his head and trying to dab his lips daintily with a napkin.“So what are you suggesting?” I asked.“We were both winne...s, yet both losers. I think we should both perform the forfeit.” Leaving it hanging there between us, he looked at me with questioning eyes, trying, I think, to either gauge the level of my drunkenness or the depths of depravity I would stoop to. In the end, neither was lacking.“You’re on, ” I grinned. “Meet you back here in five minutes!” This last was. She and my sister had always been really close and talked about a lot, but I never expected this. And by the look on Madison’s face, neither did she.My sister’s voice broke me out of my trance.“Brock, come give your cousin a hug.”I was confused. I removed my self from Ally and walked over. Madison’s eyes when straight down to my cock, then back up to my face. A quick look, but definitely noticeable. She stared shocked at my face. She was speechless. I started stammering and trying to. He had stood proudly that day, standing next to me and smiling in full confidence after his wedding to Diane. The thought of the only picture I had treasured so much in flames sent me over the edge, tears welling up in my eyes, tearing me out of my stupor and back into the world of feeling. I heard a dog’s frantic barking from inside the building: my dog, Cassie. The heat, raw emotion, and pain were too much to bear, and all went black. When I came to, I could still feel the heat on my face,. I had to hunch over some, but I managed to drive my dick into her dripping twat.Vonda cried out. "Oh yes, Master! Thank you so much!"I pulled out. "Slave, if you want me to fuck you, I want you to keep quiet. If you do, I'll reward you. If you keep making noise, I'll have to gag you, and no reward."My frustrated slave nodded. "I'll do my best, Master."I reentered her, slamming my dick into her as hard as I could.Vonda buried her face in the bedspread, muffling her cries and moans.She wasn't.