Then, I planted the seed when she asked what happened. I told her he took my virginity trying my best to warm her up and I could see her twitch and it worked. I knew she was bi too but I know she would NEVER fall in love with her sister unless I made her fall in love with me. So, I started to slowly drop signals. I would also see her keep peaking looks at Slave me while I was changing and stuff. And there she goes with what I think are her little shows but why would she do that? Was my plan working? Then the night of the breakup, I asked to sleep in the same bed to “feel safe” and I knew that was the nail in the coffin. I had her. She was mine!!! I woke up the next day alone in my bed and Chloe was sitting in her bed writing in what looked like a brand new journal. “When did you get that journal?” “Last night before you came home.” I didn’t see the journal last night when I came home and I know she has never written in a journal before so I obviously knew something was japanese going on but I just didn’t know what. I thought it was just fun writing or Brutal something for school. A couple of days passed and I came home and of course she was still writing in that journal of hers. I asked her BDSM about it one day and she got all defensive. “What are you writing sis?” “Oh just my thoughts about stuff.” domination “Thoughts about what?” “Just life and stuff!” “What type of stuff?” “Just stuff ok sis? Stop interrogating me!!!” “Ok ok sorry geez calm down.” A couple more days passed and I kept thinking why she got so defensive. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to know what she was writing so I decided that I would sneak home early to read her journal. I had the perfect date planned. It was going to be on March 29th and I know she couldn’t beat me home because she had volleyball practice and they had a game next week so I know she couldn’t skip. So, two weeks later, I snuck home early, went straight to our room and found her journal and began to read. The very first line made me freeze with astonishment as a shiver went up my spine. “3/11/16- Dear Diary, today I feel in love with my sister.” Wow. I couldn’t believe I didn’t notice sooner. All the shows, the peeking, and her being defensive. It all made sense now. What surprised me even more is that after all this time, she only feel for me a couple weeks ago. Why now? I the pull her closer and lay her over the lounge, raise her skirt and fully enter her in one thrust as she is already very wet. Several shots and a couple of hours later the three of us and two dancers climbed in the limousine for the ride back to the hotel. Would you like that? As she ran past Donny heard someone say that she was Marie Ormond. He fell backwards, felt the gun fly from his hands. For a moment things seem to be going our way. Master started to rub her clit and between sobs, she started bucking against them. The two sisters continued to use the humiliated teacher for another hour or so. She didnt know what is happening and again a hard cock entered her. The latex clung to every inch of their bodies like wet silk. “It is not cuckolding,” said the imam. I can’t exactly just go into town and pick BDSM us up some pizza for dinner. Christ, we keep doing that, and your dick will fall off.” she said and giggled. Then nothing before I could feel the person breathing near my pussy. “Thanks so much,” she giggled, “I can’t reach the top shelf.” Breed our daughter!” I wanted to growl out in answer. Harry Felt himself responds but it was not his words being spoken, "Yes Brutal my lord. Sammy couldn’t see but her name “Sammy” and Mike’s name as her owner were on a slip of paper inside a clear plastic pad on the collar just like a regular dog. It was always her. I gave him a good quick punch, swinging from my shoulder and following through. ‘Hmm?’ I helped her dress completely before actually swallowing her shit. ‘Go on, drink and suckle.’ That pink slit was beautiful. I teased both ladies for stopping at Starbucks for coffee. Carter pursed his lips and rested his hands on his curved feminine hips, wiggling himself backwards and forwards, the cage flopping emphatically about, “…The weight is weird. He has to stop a minute and let his heart slow down before reading on. “We split the yard into these quarters right here.” She drew imaginary lines with her arms to divide the yard up. I couldn't.Her japanese juices gleamed on her silky curls. I told him to turn out his pockets, and he did, relinquishing the pouch of gold he had, as well as fishing hooks, twine and some lint. She tossed the bundle of her clothes on the Slave floor next to the bed. We laid towels on the bed and borrowed a couple of large pillow from Irma’s room. “Oh, I forgot to tell you,” Mom said, a big smile on her domination lips. They kept looking at us and whispering to each other and after a few minutes the girl got up and went.