She looked at my coyly....and with her best "Daddy's Little Girl" voice said, "If you let me watch you do it!" I was floored. My head was spinning a...t a million miles an hour. I said "But, your my sister, and, and, you already have watched me, and, and, your my fucking sister!!" She tells me to relax, and that it's ok. She sits back in the chair and pouts, folding her arms across her chest. That's when I notice, for the first time, that all she is wearing is one of my old white tee shirts.. Selene's boots were flat and reached just below the knees. Also made of rubber, but more military than elegant. She wanted to jump off the plane with them and not go to the opera. The corset was also black, but much tighter than her usual corsets. Selene raised her arms, breathed out deeply and let herself be tied tightly until it could be closed at the back. The corset was quite heavy due to the steel struts, but also just strong enough so she couldn't accidentally destroy it if she breathed. To make her experience some small measure of what I had when he’d pushed me away.My tongue stroked over the slight indentations left by my teeth and her hips rocked into me, her finger sliding through the parted lips of my sex. “My turn,” she whispered darkly.Leaning on one arm, she squeezed my breast in her other hand. Her head lowered and her lips surrounded the taut point of my nipple. Her mouth was scorching hot, her tongue a rough velvet lash against my tender flesh. When her teeth bit. ."Annie's eyes popped back a little shocked by that honest reply.The native woman's pretty eyes soon looked towards Annie's horse, and the tied up french guy stuck on it's back."What's with him? Were you two in the middle of some kinky game or something?"She asked her as she pointed at him."No! I'm being a dear, helping to escort him back into town. It seems he got a li'l lost along the way..."Annie lied with a smirk."Hm. It's fine if you were you know, no need to be humble about it. I'm.