” “Come on, Beth. You know you want to. You rub him hard enough, a genie will appear from the tip and grant you three wishes. How does that sound...?” The prospect of three wishes was too much for her to ignore. She stretched her legs out, rolled her ankles in a circle to stretch her calves, before dropping her gorgeous feet to my moisture-laden groin. Tentatively, she pressed the ball of her right foot against my erection, feeling it throb beneath her foot, mashing it firmly against my. Do it! And this time ask permission before you let your dirty little juices flow. He grabbed me and flipped me over onto my stomach and pulled me to him. Then he was inside me again, thrusting and slamming my sore little cunt. He grabbed at my hips and dug his fingers into them, continually pulling me into him. I choked back moan after moan fighting to obey. Just when I feared I could hold it in no longer, he gave me a new order. Moan for me. Moan you little whore. I let fly, and the extra. He couldn’t have told his father about her, yet, could he? I mean, she did not detect any towering rage, or disgust on his face. Could her dad really not care about her and the dogs? Flushing, totally embarrassed, she looked over at her brother with a confused, hurt look.Realizing the way his words could have been interpreted, Max let her off the hook, after letting her squirm in fear for a moment. ‘Yes, I told him that we had fallen into a sort of rhythm with you being far more submissive than. Not that I can tell." Then try it. If you don't like it you may have something else."At first I thought she was going to pinch her nose shut when she took a sip. The brown arched wings over her eyes lifted in amazement. "Oh! That's not so bad."I nodded. "For most people, reds are more of an acquired taste than the whites, though I've seen some white wine that was far worse than vinegar. It's best to start out with something like this and gradually learn to appreciate the dryer reds." I tilted.