I was pleasured into wakefulness by yet another quick blowjob, then Krista went back to sleep. She had little to do until Dear Daughter got home later today, so no reason not to sleep in.

The kitchen was warm with the smells of pancakes and sausages; Dan had Lana up (still naked, however) and serving breakfast. I was surprised with her civility, and spoke to her softly in response. She knelt next to Dan while we were eating, and he fed her bites as he ate.

After breakfast, Dan and I had a conference, and defined our roles as to what we would do this afternoon. Once again, I was going to be the bad guy, but he would help with his treatment of his sister. We would be harsh, and use hypnotics to help sedate her. No sense to going through all this just to have her email or text for help.

Lana had walked in when we were talking and knelt down next to Dan again; I had to take that under control to keep her having me as an authority figure. I snapped my fingers, and she made immediate eye contact.

"BITCH! Here!" She came over to me on hands and knees.
"Suck, but don't make me cum." She opened my shorts and got to work.

Her son watched with interest. I indicated to him to come up behind her and take her by surprise; I was sure she would be wet... and I was right. He slid into her cunt for two or three strokes, then went all the way into her ass. I slapped her face, hard, when she stopped sucking in surprise.