"Sure."

You two smile at each other, and you follow Sarah into the kitchen, taking Jeannie with you. You watch your maid prepare dinner for everyone, smiling at how she is now, and not what she was before. 'I'm glad Sarah is so nice to me,' you thought. 'I wish everyone liked me as much.'

Since Jeannie could hear your thoughts, she then talked to you, remembering that she had to run all wishes by you. Save for some you didn't seem to mind. 'Master?' she said telepathically to you. 'If you want, I can make it so that when you touch someone, they would feel admiration and devotion towards you. Ever more so the longer you touch them; they'll do anything you want...' It was tempting, so you agreed. She quietly talked to herself, "I wish whoever Master Johnny touches, will feel love and devotion to him, all the more so the longer he is in contact with them." And with that done, you wanted to put the wish to the test, so got up and rubbed your sister's shoulders. She sighed, smiling as she leaned her head back some.

"Hello, brother..." she hummed softly. "Dinner won't be ready yet. But... Do you want dessert?" You said you did, and she excusing herself from you, to the table. She pulled up her maid's skirt, and to your great delight, she wasn't wearing panties. "Would you like a taste of your sister's pussy...?" she purred. Jeannie caressed her breasts softly but firmly.

"Yum, yum." And you knelt before her, kissing her inner thighs as you trail up to her pussy. Your lips, mostly your tongue, pleasured Sarah and she felt like she was in heaven. As you push her leg up on the table to spread her pussy out, her mind was flooding with images of you and she doing what you wanted; being close to you; loving you with every fibre of her bring...

"Ahh... Thank you, brother..." she moaned softly. "I love you so much." Jeannie thought it was working, but you dismissed it as your sister loving you as such. Sarah kept her leg raised, with help from your hand, and her skirt lifted as she let you eat her out; she lost herself in the sensation, moaning and mewling at how good you were.

Jeannie muttered to herself, "I wish Master's tongue was the most talented in the world, that no other human tongue was, is, or ever will be as skilled." And with that, Sarah's moans were louder than ever before from your expert licking. Sarah wanted nothing but to make up for being cruel to you, at first, but now she began to understand why she wanted to serve you: because she believed you were the best brother-- no, the best man in the world. She loved you like she never loved anyone before, or since. She petted your head fondly, moaning and panting heavily.

"Yes, Johnny..." she whispered to herself. Then thought, 'Whatever you want...'