Chapter 41 by Zingiber

What's your next move?

Make Taylor beg to be finished off

Taylor whimpers as she crouches on Mary Forbes' bed on all fours, her buttocks pink from the spanking Mary delivered as part of Taylor's bad-girl fantasy. Her blonde hair hangs down, disarranged from the earlier spanking and the tongue job that Mary interrupted to take a phone sex call from her husband Brian. Your sister is a picture of messed-up sexiness, but messed-up in a way you really admire.

Mary Forbes puts down her phone and sits back on the bed. She's in a dreamy glow after her own orgasm, absent-mindedly stroking her fingers along Taylor's back and over her pink-touched buttocks.

You're a little wrung-out yourself after Mary fixed you with some mysterious gaze and made you come without even touching you.

"Hey Taylor, what do you need?" you say.