“You will encourage his emissions as you do for Robert,” Fabienne whipped my mother on the back with the rod. She prodded my mother over to me, an... for the first time in my life, I felt a wet tongue lick my cock. She flopped her spit across the tip of my dick like a dog would have licked my scraped knee. It felt strange, delightful, and entirely wrong, but it also excited me.“You are responsible for his reaction. You will do this anytime Guillaume or Robert requires a release! Just as you will. She knew some females liked to lap a semen-filled cunt, and she suspected Betty might even go that route, but she was sure Al would get angry if she suggested he go down on her--and she sensed he wasn't like Phil.It wasn't very far to where Phil lived, and Stacy and Al necked most of the way. A few times she started to feel of his hard cock through his clothes, but she decided she could wait. She'd been waiting all of her life and she didn't want to be too bold. They'd all think she'd been. She followed my orders to a “T”. When she returned wrapped in a large, white bath towel I told her, now that she had received her punishment. She needed to be pampered. Bronte wondered what I was up to, as I asked her to slide her sexy butt up on the counter. I asked, “Would you like a full body massage.” She was surprised at the turn of events. As she lay on her back, I produced a small bottle of lavender scented massage oil. I removed her towel. She lay there naked in front of me, her ample. You're just rubbing it in." "Well, actually, she asked me something that was rather surprising." "What was that?" "I'm not sure I want to tell you." "Huh, what's that mean?" "Well, she asked me if I thought you'd like to do it to her?" "Eat her pussy? Your sister?" "Exactly." "Now, you're kidding." "Would you do it? I don't mind, it's really up to you." "She really asked you that? You're serious?" "She did, even repeated it before we hung up." "You don't care? If I get down and lick and tongue.