It makes me feel good to hear this, and I look into her eyes and melt.I had a few more hours left at work, so we spent the time talking. We never run ...out of things to talk about. I love watching her talk, watching her lips move. I became aware that I was growing more and more interested in my sister the more she talked. I'm thinking at this point that I better work off some of this energy so I suggested that we work out. We began on the treadmills for a warm up. I like starting out walking, she. “Are you finished?” Degladoth asked in a low growl.Degladoth: “Good. Hold that thought.”Degladoth waved his hand and the gag was replaced. Amalia began speaking in protest but was cut off by the cloth in her mouth. She was lifted to her feet, realizing now that she was in her night gown, and taken to another spot to kneel once again.One of the men opened the door and a woman walked in being escorted by two men. She was gorgeous, but looked tired and weary. Amalia became enraged as she realized. Looking into his eyes, I unbutton his trousers and get on my knees and slowly run my tongue along his shaft. Oh how I have longed to this for the last six months, talking about it, wanting it and now I’m finally able to do it. Just as I lick all of his cock I thrust it deep inside my mouth, and I hear his moans. I pull it out of my mouth, trying to gently tease him. While he's still trying to cook for us, I grab his cock with my hand and stroke it, while I suck on the head and then deeply. My hand on the top of your head I lean you back against the wall. Pinned there I give you a few stokes. Long, and slow. The last one reaching a little down your throat. Don’t worry baby, I’m not going to abuse you. Letting you to you feet I peel off my shirt, and help you slip out of yours. Your jeans, freely thrown to the side. Both of us completely naked in nothing but the dim light from an outside source. I produce a pair of silk lined cuffs that I strap to your wrists. Holding your hands.