“I apologise for ringing you so late,” David said. “Celia has not returned from her weekend off–”“As far as I can recall from our tête-à...-tête on Friday,” she interrupted, “you have no meetings until mid afternoon, so don’t worry. I’ll cover.”“Oh, Melissa, you’re a star!”“Yes, I am rather, aren’t I?” she chuckled. “Sort your family out, and let me know by midday if you won’t be in for the day, OK?”“Thanks. Good night.”“Good night and sleep tight!” she breezed, disconnecting.David did not follow. As if on cue the woman of the leashed girl entered the Salon. She was alone this time, and not wearing a corset. In fact, she only wore a thin black lace top that had slipped off her left breast, plainly showing a dark nipple against the pale flesh. Below it was a tight, knee length pencil skirt. She obviously did not need a corset to have a perfect figure. Black classic nylons hugged her calves, ending in leather ankle boots. They were laced up through old-fashioned hooks and eyelets and had. She could feel his tongue wiggle around inside her. He kissed her ass cheeks again, and then he grabbed the sides of her panties and began to pull them down. He slid them down to her knees, exposing her ass.“Jason.” She started, “I really have to go.” Yet she did nothing to stop him from pulling her panties down to her feet. She even stepped out of them. He grabbed her bare ass and spread her cheeks again, burying his face between them. His mouth sucked her pussy inside, lapping at her lips as. Why?”She slapped her brother on the thigh. “Go take some now and clean yourself up. Then we’ll have a twenty minute first lesson on eating pussy.” And she punctuated her statement with a naughty giggle.While Steve was in the bathroom, Julie pointed to my cum covered hand, “You’re not going to waste that, are you?”When I just stared at her, she took my hand and licked some of her brother’s cum from it. She showed me a naughty wink, then pushed my hand toward my mouth. I did as she expected and.