” I insisted.“Come on, Kyle. Stop thinking about it. Stop jerking off to a picture of me. I’m right here. I’m standing right in front of you. ...nd I’m telling you, your big sister wants you to fuck her.”Men sometimes think (no pun intended) that women don’t like sex as much as they do. Not true. Make no mistake… We. Fucking. Love. Cock. Just seeing a man’s pants bulge with an erection is enough to get us going. And we’ll do almost anything to get it, if we really want it. And I REALLY wanted. "Exactly. Why did you ask me like that?" I said in a gentler tone. I didn't like that 'this slave' bullshit, but I needed to know if it was something she wanted."I guess I was trying it on?" she said "I mean, I'd seen it stories and wondered if that's how I should talk when it's just us ... um ... Sir." She appended."Fair enough. Honestly, it does nothing for me, in fact it seems kind of silly and overwrought. I'd prefer you speak to me normally, of course you need to remember your Sirs" I. Her hair, short and blonde, sat perfectly even as she rushed around making sure things were in order. And although, the work she appeared to be doing appeared exasperating; managing a busy restaurant on a late Friday afternoon, she floated around the room picking up plates, pouring glasses of wine, serving with a smile, like an angel. Her skin was pale and clear, but with the blonde, it worked. Despite her pale skin, she exuded a warmth that drew you to her, that made you want to know her.... All of them were in a state verging on shock. Their planned New Year’s Eve celebration had fallen flat; the girls were still in a state of shock now having been publically proclaimed as peeresses of the realm.While Marion had become used to sleeping with her head on Don’s shoulder, tonight she fell asleep facing him with his arms around her to draw her body close to his. While their lovemaking had been beautiful, earlier in the evening Don sensed that Marion just wanted to be closely held. All.