Daniel opened the door, and went to hug her, but Laura quickly stepped past him into the room. It was large and lavish - Daniel's work appeared to be paying well. There was a large indian double bed, a floor to ceiling mirror, a couch and TV, and a spa in one corner of the room. It looked sumptuous and inviting. Laura waited for her brother to close the door, and then quickly removed her trench coat. Even for the new, sluttier Laura, this made her blush, her cheeks a bright red as she showed off her body to her brother. "Laura, what the hell?" Daniel asked, shocked. "This is how I dress now," Laura said, avoiding eye contact. She wanted to ask him not to make a big deal of it, but she wasn't allowed to discourage his interest, so instead she said, "Do you like it?" He was speechless for a moment, then said, "Um... you look great." "Thank you," she said. "Um... Erica's not going to wait up for me. Is it okay if I crash here tonight?" "Of course," said Daniel, still uncertain what was happening. He settled for stepping forward and giving his sister a hug. Laura leaned into it, conscious she was to encourage his interest. She melted into her brother's arms, felt her tits press against his chest, nestled her head in his neck. Honestly, it felt good, even if it was her brother. It was a combination of the sexual attention she had been receiving so much lately, but also a kind of love. It made her feel warm, and like Daniel would help and protect her. It was confusing, of course, because Laura's cunt was wet, because Laura's cunt was always wet. If it she wasn't aroused, her collar would be shocking her. She had a constant loop playing in the back of her head, thinking about cocks, and cum, and pretty lesbian cunts, and girls being raped, and it kept her pussy damp all day long, with a little occasional stimulation from her fingers. And she was thinking about all these things as she stood hugging her brother in her underwear. "Do you think I'm sexy?" she whispered into his neck, knowing she was required to ask this by her blackmailer. To her dismay, she felt her brother's cock hardening in response, pressing slightly against her underwear through his pants. "Um, yes," he said. He led Laura into the room, and sat her down on the couch, taking a seat next to her. He was clearly uncomfortable and confused by his sister's dress and behavior. "So how have you been?" he asked her cautiously. Laura wanted to answer that she was not okay, that her life was messed up, that she needed to be saved. But she couldn't. Failing that, she wanted to answer that she was okay, and keep things breezy, but she knew she couldn't answer that either. All her answers had to be slutty or degrading. "I've been horny a lot," she said quietly. There was a silence as her brother processed the unexpected answer. She couldn't help but notice that his eyes dipped briefly to her crotch, and she knew her constant arousal meant there was a wet spot on the front of her groin. If she kept her knees together, of course, it would be hidden, but Laura didn't ever sit like that anymore. The clothing optional area was more fun, a lot more men were there to see the naked girls and when one in a indian thong bent over in front of them they, of course, looked. Jeff now pulled the left strap toward Anna's foot, fastening the strap around her ankle, her instep and arch. I grabbed my sister and pulled her over to the edge of the sofa, my mind still not comprehending what I was about to do. Lace my insides with your seed!” Her body began to shake harder, her own climax reaching breaking point. I had never felt anything like this in my life. I mused. He stood beside the bed naked with a throbbing hard on wanting to drive deep in her ass. Do you like my fuckhandles?" Orihime shuddered, her pussy writhing a final time. The size of it probably contributed to her aching vagina. I am really getting too old to sit in a seat more cramped than a discount airline seat and listen to inspiring speeches and the dirge-like reading of the 800+ graduates names. It’s not just the juice. Dave hadn’t fucked her since the previous afternoon, leaving the final tenderizing to the father-son team of Al and Richard. Michael always looked their bodies over before serious play. Nita mentioned that Jerry had come down for her birthday and they had had a good time. Putting his hands on my hips he moved me directly in front of him and unbuckled my belt. Punish me. I’m the one that needs to atone for Areth’s sacrifice. I asked Sasha to lie on her back in the same place on the desk that Tina was using just minutes before. “Alright, mister… what’s the deal here?