In fact, her being my sister added to my arousal, and as she orally showed her appreciation for my military service, I started to relax, give in, and ...enjoy the experience. I even manage to speak (LOL) and asked: You like soldier boys don't you Barb? She answered: "Yes, I certainly do, especially when the soldier boy is my sexy brother. Admit it, you are just as turned on as I am by the forbidden thought of you fucking me."She was right. And I confessed to her: Yes, Barb, this really turns me. His cock was beyond her reach, she could feel it pulsating with desire. The silk scarves prevented her from touching him and also made it impossible for her to please herself. She so wanted to touch her pussy, she could feel his hot cum continue to roll down her crack from their passionate lovemaking a moment earlier. His light kisses continued down each arm stopping once they reached her neck. She already felt the familiar tingles shooting down her arms and neck. Her pussy was involuntarily. She came to the side of the bed and I cupped and fondled her breasts. Far from recoiling, she proffered them more boldly. Despite her age, she was obviously a well-trained and experiencedslave. Lowering one hand, I ran a finger between her pouting sex-lips. Again, she did not recoil but thrust her smooth young cunt up invitingly.“Have you been fucked today, Anna?” I asked.“No, Master,” she replied calmly. Oh what a world this was! Bianca’s world. Where you could toy with naked teenagers as you. That evening when I was still Bill, standing next to him?withJen. Like a vortex in time, the three of us had come together in thatcertain spot at that certain place, that other night. "Why?", was all I could say. His eyes sparkled. "Because I can," he said. Quietly, sympathetically, soothingly, he explained that shortly afterthat evening, Bill had died. His physical body had died. Satyr assuredme he had had no part in that. "I simply saw it," he said. "Consider it a gift?for you," he.