“You going to get what you deserve now. Teach you that you’re mine to give. So come on girl. Ask for it. Nice and loud.”
Slowly I walk over with an overpowering need to touch. As I approach I notice her mound is adorned with a slight growth of hair.
It took just a moment to remove her panties – slit glistening in the firelight – and out my cock, which bucked at the sight of her cunt.
When I opened the door we fell into each others arms. I inhaled, taking in his smell. The aroma that was almost as much a part of me as my own scent.
She was to be waiting for me one night after work dressed like a lusty secretary in tight skirt, stockings and heels. And then all evening my wish would be her command. Oh goodness, she carried it off like a dream
Only that was not Tim Curry tottering up and down the carpet, as if he was on a catwalk, in lacy panties, a basque and killer heels. It was her own kid-brother!