The t-shirt starts to rip and then there is flesh he is grabbing squeezing and scratching at. Its painful but good like we used to play before. We f...cked rough before. Blood lust. BDSM. Beating. I loved it. All of it. Master bucks his head towards my tits and It sends me off balance. Im falling and he's falling. OH Fuck. The mattress has saved my fall, but master falls almost on to me. I wriggle away from him and in quick movement I jump on top of him and push he hands up and into. It felt like I would be on display and it flustered me. I would have preferred a secluded booth and I started an internal conversation with Jeri as G held out the chair for me to sit. "Why is she seating us out in the open?" "I could only guess, Gerry." "Let me guess. Everything she's doing is either a lesson or a test." "You're not as dumb as... Dammit! Keep your knees together when you sit. Don't be flashing my fine china in this place, especially not when I'm wearing this skimpy little wisp. Again I interrupted, “Technically it’s not as we’re not blood relatives”. Sophie grasped at my explanation, “No were not, so it isn’t, anyway we didn’t fuck, not like you! Abusing my poor innocent little brother” Again Madie laughed, grasped my loins and said “He’s not so innocent anymore and he certainly isn’t so little”. Stroking my cock in my shorts. Both girls burst into fits of laughter. “At least I can blame the drink”, said Madie, “What’s your excuse?” Sophie, seeing the lighter side of. Her mom had said she wasn’t bitter, just sad.Of course, now, if mom ever found out about this. About her and dad, that would be the end of it all. She couldn’t imagine her mom forgiving him ... but then again. She never thought her mom and Randy! Her father saw she was thinking of something. He moved in.He kisses her navel, feeling her butt cheeks with his hands. He kisses her belly as she sucks in her stomach and tightens her buns. His mouth moves to her silky mons. He sucks her mons wetly as.