Lady Rebecca Joins the Spanking ClubChapter 3
My no longer innocent sister Rebecca was finishing up her morning bath when I entered her bedroom on a morning of drizzling rain that dripped down from our recently repaired roof with a constant drip, drip, drip of wetness that stirred my hanging sacs as I took in the sight of my delectable sister rising in naked glory from her bath with a certain smile on her face that informed me of her internal hunger. I had already bathed and dressed for our visit to the bishop’s quarters to be counseled...