#340037 - And then I spun around to my knees in front of him begging, “Come all over my face again, big brother and baptise your sister submissive slut into her new life as your live-in jizz-bucket!” I think the idea of live-in spunk bucket really sent him over the top and, “Oh yeah,” he grunted just a few seconds later as I closed my eyes just in time, getting my second facial of the evening… this one hitting my forehead, my open mouth and my chin. Did he know about Tiffany and me? Did he know that I saw him getting a blow job in the car? Did he know of Tiffany's obsession with incest? With his incest? Or worse, my incest? These questions swirled around my head creating anxiety and insecurity, while somehow also keeping my loins stimulated.