Her body was in a turmoil and she let go of my head and cupped and fondled her own titties. I brought her to powerful orgasm after orgasm with my tong...ue. Her legs were placed around my shoulders to pull me in her over heated pussy. My cock was rock hard and was ready to enter my sister’s choot.“Pl… please… Bhaijaan…” Zahira gasped for breath, her chest heaving, “I… I need your… your cock….your lund in my choot!”A surge of power ran through me “Your bhaijaan will love to fuck you ….You will love. "Have you been a good girl?" "HAVE YOU BEEN A GOOD GIRL?" he repeated. Unsure of her response she whispered, "Yes." His hand smacked hard against her buttock, the sting traveling through her body to come out as a stifled cry. Before she had a chance to draw breath another and then another landed with cruel speed against her skin. She sobbed with pain but her pussy flooded with wetness, her jumbled thoughts wrestling with fear and her need to be dominated and to be a good girl for him. Then. Amber had Rock Star like RV with the slide outs and a master bedroom. I quietly entered, took off my shoes, and then shucked all my clothes, used one of the wet wipes to clean the dust off me, and quietly enters the master bedroom. Amber was asleep in bed, entwined with two other men, she was on the outside with her wet ass sticking out. She is a beautiful, passable pre-op transsexual with hormone boobies and a small but still functional penis. There was enough room for me to get in bed behind. At this stage it is still confined to cyber land - messages,obeying instructions, taking photographs to please him - but most of allcam to cam. How often have I been frustrated and disappointed by cam tocam... I show myself in all my sissy finery while looking at a blankscreen and responding only to a voice, or more usually looking only at acock being jerked off. Not with this Master. From the beginning I have seenhis face and I must say I have never had more intense cyber sex. He insistsI look.