I informed her that I wanted to feel her juices flowing over my hand. She slowly began to rock her hips against my hand but as I kept dropping my hand... away she was having difficulty in maintaining contact between her pussy lips and it.She sorted of grunted in displeasure as my hand slipped away once again. I pulled my hand back and snapped "You complaining about my teasing, you bitch!"She realized I had caught her out, and she mumbled "Sorry, My lord and benevolent Master. It was just so. I know my brother may love her but I had enough. I waited till she was in the tub, waiting outside the door until I heard her splash into the tub and I walked into the room. She tried covering herself but it was no use, I was already in her mind. “Hello Brit”“Hi” she said in a voice sounding between drunk and tired. “What do you want Mark?”“I thought we could spend the afternoon together Brit”From then on I had her totally transfixed. Her tiny brain was easy to overtake and keep control of. She. At 15:00 there was a knock at the door, Major Webley called out Enter. And in Walked, Mr&Mrs Ripley and their 18 year old Daughter who had curly black hair, was dressed in a tight fitting red top, very tight fitting shorts, that you could quite clearly see the outline of her knickers through. Good afternoon, I'm Major Webley, this is Miss Brown. Afternoon, I'm Mr Ripley, this is my Wife Jean, and this is our daughter Gillian. After the introductions had been made, Major Webley asked, so what. I quickly looked at John to see if he saw my reaction to his wife's rather forward greeting. He did, and the warmth of his earlier smile had moved to his eyes, as well, which immediately put me at ease. He let go of my mom and extended his hand out to me."Glad to have you here, Brody," he said.I smiled as I took his hand. "Good to be here, Sir," I responded. He quickly pulled my arm towards him and wrapped me up in a tight bear hug which forced the air from my lungs. A hearty slap on the back.