She sucks his other one in, hand stroking his shaft. Brock watches as her tongue trails up his sack to the base of his prick and then slowly on upward.... It teases around the tip while the shower pours vigorously down on her. His sister looks up at him, into his eyes and she opens her mouth to slowly slip his member inside.Brock moans when he feels her warm mouth slide down his steely rod. She takes all of him; the tip of him brushing her throat. Then she starts bobbing up and down, slurping. Then I grabbed the switch that dangled from the wall and held the cord in my teeth as I wrapped the gag around my neck so it just needed moved into place. This gag was special made as well. It too had a dildo in it but just snapped in, easy to take out of the gag, but, this gag would hold my mouth open after it was removed so she could do whatever she pleased. Thinking about this only made me even wetter. I shackled my tail to the wall then reached up and put my right hand in place, locking the. The problem was, I couldn't find my mobile! Had I left it at Alison's? If I had where? Did I use it after I was rolling around on the bed? I couldn't remember. Maybe I'd wander over tomorrow when she was out and have a look. In the meantime I used the house phone to ring Henry who said he'd contact her as soon as possible.The following day, mid-morning when I assumed she'd be gone, I approached Alison's house. Yes, the car wasn't there, that was okay then, I used the key that we kept for. Picking up the toothbrush again, his warm voice breaks through my haze. “Alright, sweetheart. I can see you’re buzzing in a sweet zone right now. This is going to get pretty intense, very quickly. I want you to hold off as long as you can…ride the sensation…feel it all. When you’re ready to come, just let it all go. Can you try that for me?” My voice, cut off to me while gagged by his belt, sounds rough and filled with need. “Y…yes, sir. Oh, please sir, please my master.” Patrick’s eyes.