"Please Jason you know they'll kick me out. Daddy won't talk to me again, please don't say anything."Jason put his hands over his younger sister's and... gently pulled them off his shirt. "I don't know Ellie, if they found out I knew and didn't say anything, I could get in trouble. I live here too you know, and I don't think it's fair if I get in trouble for your slutty mistakes."Ellie blanched at her older brother's mention of 'slutty'."Please Jason, I'll do anything. Mum and dad can't find out.. The cool milky skin of her sides and belly was marked with scarlet lines, where the stays of the corset had pressed against her body. Her small, pert, breasts flattened a little and her nipples sprang to attention, swelling like ripe berries. I cupped her breasts in my hands, capturing the points of her nipples between my fingers and squeezed them slowly and gently, feeling her nipples harden further. She pulled my shirt tails from the waist of my pants and plucked the buttons undone, one by. The belt continued slapping her inflamed ass and she moved her hips around, trying to guide where the next strike would land. But I moved around as well and her efforts were in vain. Her ass took on a very pleasant red hue and I could feel the heat radiating from it by holding my hand close. I knew she was on fire."Ohhh God. Oh please make me cum, please make me cum, please make me cum..." she moaned repeatedly.I looked between her spread things and saw the wetness there. She was dripping and. Back in my office with a satiated belly, I try to call Rose. "May I ask who's calling, please?" This is strange. Her receptionist usually puts me right through. "Charles Goodman." "Mr. Goodman, Ms. Livesay-Coo..., Ms. Livesay won't be available for the rest of the afternoon. But she left a message for you. 'Happy hour at O'Malley's' is all it says." "Thank you. If you see her, please tell I'll be there." I call my wife. "Hello. It's me. I won't be coming home tonight." "Is that all you have to.