I figured she wanted me to stay out of the house, out of her way, as much as possible. I couldn't be positive that she remembered what we'd done. I me...n, Mom might have only felt self-conscious about coming home drunk the night before. Being a control freak like she was, waking up half naked and dripping sperm all over the sofa would be enough to give her fits all by itself.As always, I didn't quite know what to think of my mom. She wasn't saying much to Dad either, though. They both seemed on. This is the girl who bought a new coat, and then stood in the kitchen at home, in a maid's outfit, with a wooden paddle, to apologise. She insisted I punish her. Five times she had to be punished for that coat.This is the show-off who took me swimming, and didn't tell me until we got there. Her striptease alone was worth the trip. I wasn't the only one who thought so, but I got to take her home.This is the artist who wrote me a four page email, describing how she likes to masturbate when I'm. She did a quick dance for him and then sat on his scarf wrapped cock as she finger fucked his ass with the other scarf. It was more than he could stand and he began to scream. She slapped his face and told him to relax and enjoy the best fuck of his life.As she fucked him slow and deep the brother was thrashing and could not get free but the sister was fucking him like a street whore. He had never felt so good. His cock was rock hard and she was able to fuck him for a long time as he had. ” I tried to put my arms around her but found that my wrists were still tied to the foot posts of the bed. I grunted in frustration, causing her to giggle. “I left you tied to help you remember Rule #1. By the end of the week, I’m hoping it’s no longer necessary, but for the rest of tonight, don’t expect to have much freedom of motion.” She kissed the tip of my nose. Quite possibly the only clean part of my face. “Don’t go anywhere” she giggled, knowing I was tied up. She got out of bed and.