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Even our mother had delivered Clint a son. My brother had claimed us all when he was still a junior in college. Now he was in his final year of law school. “Lee?” my brother asked. He lifted his head as I worked my fingers into the muscles of his back. He glanced in the corner of the room where our younger half-sister, Lee, squirmed. She was chained to a seat, a ring gag in her mouth. ass Her black hair framed her pixyish face, a bob of hair. Even now, as a young adult, she had that bratty look she had when she was eighteen and Clint had first tamed her. Her round breasts jiggled as she squirmed. The chains binding her to her chair clinked. Clint insisted that she be chained and watched them. The buzzing of the vibrator in her cunt churned away. She squirmed, whimpering through her ring gag, her mouth forced open. If Clint wanted, he could fuck his cock into her mouth through the gag. Drool ran down her mouth. She quivered, both her nipples hard. She loved it. She took after her mother, my Aunt Vicky. The more humiliating and painful the acts, the more she got off on it. She would hold Brunette off her orgasm for hours, denying the buzzing in her cunt until Clint gave her permission to cum. Then she'd explode. “Mmm, why do you need Lee?” Clint asked as my fingers slid around his back. “She doesn't have a massage certification or anything. It's not like she can work there.” My fingers dug into the muscles of his shoulders, working the tension out of him. My large breasts swayed back and forth. My pussy clenched as the juices flowed out of me. Fingering My hands worked across him, my hips wiggled back and forth. “Well, not as a masseuse, but she can run the front Solo desk,” I said. “She'll have to take orders and greet the customers. We're going to be busy massaging our clients. Making them feel wonderful.” Clint sighed as I slid my pussy up and over his ass. My hands slid down his back. My fingers massaged him. My clit rubbed into his muscular rump. My fingers went lower and lower. I was excited about the Big Boobs massage parlor. “Mistress Shelly,” she continued, “do you claim this submissive as your own slave with all the rights and responsibilities that entails.” “If it was me Brunette in that bed, you’d be by my side, wouldn’t you?” Evan nodded. She came back in less than a minute with a fresh layer of red gloss on her lips. Sharon teased. Rebecca just smiled as she picked up her cup of coffee and headed toward my office door. Even though the cammander had technically broken her part of our bargain when she didn't instantly submit to my every order I would still honor the agreement. Alternatively I might bend you over the bed or couch and fuck your ass for a Fingering few strokes, then go back to what I was doing. "Would you like me to take off my clothes?" Now, I’m mad as well. Those firm titties quivered above me. I reached up and squeezed them as I nursed on her clit. Solo I could not open it. What’s more, my pussy was getting quite wet. She licked the head of his cock to his sounds of approval, moving it along the bottom side of ass his shaft, then took it back inside her mouth and started to bob her head up and down. I was happier than I had been in years. "What about?" Curiously, he couldn’t, so he began to wander, looking all around him. I kept spreading her little hole as she was shivering. Oscar and Hullette were busy driving four stakes into the dry hard packed dirt “Jesus can we take her with us Hullette when we cross the border?” When she stepped inside she found a girl on the table with her legs folded up near her chest. “I gave that man the looks of an Adonis and a nine-inch cock, and he decided I wanted him to be celibate. The guy started to maul her tits when the door opened to the first floor and Beth ran out and down the hall to the Big Boobs front door.