” Kassie started giggling, joking of course. Karen mocked being mad and retorted. “Well at least I know guys like me for me, not those huge, overgrown melons on your chest.” The two of them were getting along famously, bantering back and forth, insulting each other’s appearances, knowing full well they could almost pass as twins. The night went on like that for a while, friendly joking between the two of them. I stepped in to provide a story or two about one of the girls that the other didn’t know. For several hours we laughed and joked, enjoying each other’s company. Then my sister might have made the lamest excuse to get two people alone…ever. “Well, that half glass of wine really made me tired.” She attempted to emphasize her words with an obviously fake yawn and stretch combination. “I think I’m gonna sleep on the couch tonight. Matt, if you don’t mind bringing Karen into your room so I can get some rest, that would be nice.” Then, as if she wasn’t transparent enough, she winked. “Since when do I need a reason?” He answered. Despite the pain, I raised my ass higher for him, accepting more strokes from his belt. I could see him stroking his cock as he whipped me. He was enjoying this as much as I was. I needed to rub my clit so badly, but I knew not to move out of position. I loved every second of it. When Liu finished whipping me, I slowly got up and turned to him. I went to kneel before him, but he had other ideas. “Sit on the bed!” He instructed. I sat down, which only made the pain worse. He stroked my hair with a sadistic smile. “You know what you’re going to do now?” He asked. “Anything you want me to.” I replied. “Good answer, good answer.” He said as he pat me on the head. “I have something for you to do that I think you’ll be very good at.” He said as his breathing became more rapid. He moved his hand to my left breast and pinched my nipple. I bit my lip in pain. “You are going to lick my asshole.” He said. I was none too pleased with his request, but.
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