Sara, I could have controlled you without you realizing it, and you would never have known. But I wanted you to know – so, why do I want you to know...?”She kept looking at me, thinking. “I…I think it must be because now I feel I am totally in your power, and that you really can do anything you want to me.”I nodded again. “And how does that make you feel?”She thought for a moment, then didn’t answer directly, but put two fingers in her cunt. They came out dripping wet. She smiled at me, and. ..?" My sister replies as she changes, thinking nothing ofstripping down to her underwear in front of me."Did- did you mean what you said in the car?" I ask. "You know, aboutme being a better sister than a brother?" Only 'cause you're a better girl than you were a boy," my sisterreplies, before sighing. "But yes, you know? When you were a boy youwere, like, miserable all the time... As a sister, you know, I can,like, talk to you..." D'aww," I coo, waiting for Bryony to put on her jumper and. “Why the fuck did you not say so before?”“You ordered me not to speak unless spoken to, master,” he said, taking off his headset. “With your permission, I’d like to pray now.”“Pray? Fuck no! You try to get us to land,” Michaux said.“Yes, master,” the pilot said, turning flaps towards a patch of blue water.“How close are we?” asked the fearful IT guy who had no God to pray to.“Two to three miles,” the pilot said.“Can we get there?” he asked, his voice rising an octave.“No chance,” said the. By this time, Lindsey was so orgasmic that a caress or kiss almost anywhere on her body would bring her to some level of coming. The extraordinary loveliness of this quality of hers was brought home when I was kissing the instep and arch of her left foot and heard her moan in that tell-tale way. She had been caressing my cock and now twisted around to engulf it with her mouth, which led to deeper moans and the light twitching of her legs that meant she was having a pretty serious orgasm. It.