I pulled off the road and parked. Jaime moved her seat back and put her feet on the dashboard, hooking her black heels onto the edge. She spread her l...egs and looked me right in the eye. She wasn’t wearing panties. I simply watched silently as my twin sister used her fingers to open her pussy wide. Her lips were meaty and luscious, and she held them open with both hands to give me a clear view of her swelling clit and her dripping cunt. “I’ve been dreaming about you, twin brother,” she purred.. “Bitch dogs can’t talk, they only whimper or bark. Your birthday soiree for today is cancelled, you need discipline.”With that he turned and went back to the house. I was in deep trouble already so I didn’t dare get up off the ground. I couldn’t get loose from the tree anyway. After a while Master brought the rest of my English muffin and cream cheese in one stainless steel dog dish, my OJ in another and some water in a third. He didn’t speak. He just set them down scratched the top of my head. The water hit her skin contouring and flowing in hundreds of streams. Dropping her head under the flow of water the sprinkling drops sending tingling sensations running down her spines. She could feel the pain and ache’s start to flow away as the hot water massaged her muscles. Her eyes firmly closed, her hand moved to grasp the showerhead. A desire stirred within her tired body. The sensations she felt changed as her hand began to play the water across her sore shoulders. Slowly methodically. He watched every move, entranced with what he saw, his eyes gleaming. I repeated the manoeuvre this time extending my arm slightly, offering my juice coated fingers to him, a silent invitation to suck my fluids from my fingers.He moved forward and sat down on the seat, leant over, opened his mouth and sucked on my fingers, I felt his tongue lap and curl around my digits savouring my cream, all the time he is either looking at my face or flicking his eyes down to my gaping pussy. I drop my hand.