เข้าสู่ระบบI also begged Charles to either finger me to orgasm or fuck me right then. He seemed to understand there was more to my story with Jimmy. I moaned. Then I confessed that after fucking Brian and being completely disappointed, I came home and begged Jimmy to fuck me again. Then I explained how he ordered me to edge myself, blow him every morning and to make and serve breakfast naked. I left out the details about Christine. I figured Charles would be proud of Jimmy for what he had done, but finding out your daughter is gay was something best left for her to explain. Unfortunately that plan went about as well as you would imagine. Charles started rubbing my clit harder bringing me right to the edge of cumming. I had not explained to him that I could only cum with permission so I wasn't expecting him to give it. Then he asked where I got the corset I was wearing. Without thinking, because I couldn't think right then, I just blurted it out."Christine took me shopping yesterday. Can I pleas
Mistress was in the kitchen preparing her own breakfast when I came down the stairs. I was naked, of course. I wasn't sure how that would change tomorrow. I was also pretty sure I wouldn't have the remnants of Jimmy's load on my face tomorrow either. Christine seemed amused. "I see Jimmy wasn't concerned with dad coming home," she said with a chuckle."No he wasn't," I replied. "He wasn't even mad that I was a few minutes late, although he did request a breakfast sandwich to go.""I'll take care of that," she told me. "You better go shower and do your make-up. Tommy and the limo will be here within two hours.""Thanks, Mistress," I told her before she told me to come into the kitchen before returning upstairs. I figured she wanted to tease me a bit before she dismissed me. Instead she took half of an English muffin and rubbed it against my face."For Jimmy's breakfast," she snickered as half his sandwich will have his own jizz on it."You're terrible," I told her, although I was laugh
I wondered what my new Mistress had planned for me the rest of the day. Since Charles was due home tomorrow, I imagined Christine training and using me all day. Instead, she told me she was going to play tennis again, but when she got home, she was going to take me shopping. She told me to shower and clean myself up. She added that I smelled like a whore on the docks at low tide. She said it with a smile though so I think she was actually praising my ever present smell of arousal. I told her I would be ready. I wanted to look good for her.About an hour later I was showered, dressed and my make-up was perfect. I then had to wait, my level of anticipation growing, for another hour or so until she got back home. To say it was frustrating waiting for her is an understatement. My arousal had barely abated since she fucked me and I wanted her to do it again. It was also frustrating that I didn't know why she wanted to go shopping. I assumed it was for new toys or maybe the personalized col
The camera picked up every juicy detail and sound of her fingers penetrating her sub. My Mistress began pinching my nipple in time with Roxanne banging her mom. I knew she wouldn't let me cum again, but she was doing what she could to get me close. I'm pretty confident Roxanne was doing the same to Silvia. Every few thrusts with her fingers she would pull them out and show the camera how they were coated with Silvia's juices. Everytime Silvia would beg her to keep fingering her and to make her cum. I might be inexperienced, but even I knew she wasn't going to cum that easily. Roxanne even spoke to the camera telling Charles he sure married a "hot pussied slut" and semi-taunted him that she was going to fuck her again.I'm guessing this was really Christine's favorite part of the video because the camera switched back to the wide shot while Roxanne moved the camera in front of Silvia. She then went over to the toy shelf and grabbed a strap-on. Looking at it, it looked a lot like the on
I may be ignorant to the proper actions of a submissive, but that simple statement told me I was to always be in an inferior position to her. At least that would be easy to remember."May I drink my water, Mistress?" I asked, proud of myself for remembering not to call her Christine."You may," she replied. "Then sit on the couch next to me."I watched as she sat down on the couch like she had been when she spanked me. I was glad she didn't tell me to lay over her knee again. I didn't think I had done anything wrong that required another spanking, but I wasn't sure. I quickly drank the bottle of water and then sat down next to her. She told me to move over to the right side of the couch. I thought that must be another way to show her superiority to me. Instead she then had me lean over on my side so my head rested in her lap. That was much nicer than being in a spanking position as her pussy was still pungent from her orgasm. With her left hand she began to gently stroke my head and w
As you know, nipple play will keep my lust at peak, but not allow me to go over the edge. She was pushing all the right buttons to drive me wild. As I knelt in front of the couch, she stood up and walked over to the end table at the end of the couch. Then she stripped off her clothes. I secretly hoped I was going to get to eat her pussy again. Instead I saw her pull two vibrators and a leather collar out from the drawer of the end table. She then sat back down on the front of the couch in front of me and spread her legs.She held up the first vibrator so I could see it. It had a thin curved shaft and a large head."I love this vibe," she told me. "It fills me just right and nestles right against my g-spot."She then held up the second one. It was a small wand."This one is for my clit. Neither one is super strong, but together they will have me climbing the walls within a few minutes and will make me squirt in about ten."I didn't understand where she was going with this or why she wa
Elayne was sitting cross-legged on the foot of my bed, looking directly at me. "We need to talk.""We need to talk."The words sent a jolt of alarm racing down my spine as I closed the door to my room behind me. A series of questions rapidly flashed through my head. What the hell was my sister doin
Despite knowing that I absolutely should not be looking at any of this, I couldn't tear my eyes away, especially as her fingers slowly drifted upwards to gently pinch her nipples. My cock, which had already been stiffening, reached the point where I was forced to reach down and reposition in it my
"You're right. Sorry, Mom," Elayne said once she'd finished coughing and had caught her breath. Her eyes almost imperceptibly flicked over in my direction, but she didn't say anything to me.For my part, my mouth suddenly felt insanely dry. Holy shit. I was right. My sister was wearing a vibrator.
Introduction:In the soft glow of a family dinner, Erik's usual task of grabbing his twin sister Elayne’s grades takes an unexpected turn. Amidst the familiar chaos of her room, he stumbles upon a sleek, enigmatic remote—a gadget that seems to hum with untold possibilities. As his fingers glide ove







