”“Good, good,” he said. “Let your mom know, it's okay if Georgia spends the night.”I smiled. He would never let his daughter spend the night...if he knew that my mother had already turned that good girl into a whore. My clit throbbed to turn into a futa-cock. I don't know why the demon chose me, but I was glad she did.You were masturbating in the right church bathroom at the right time, I thought. No, that was the demon. Had to have that extra bit of transgression to let me break free and spurt. I withdrew my fingers from them with a wet sucking sound and wrapped my arms around Sarah, holding her tight as the last pulses of my sperm drained into her vagina. The bride's magnificent breasts were still glistening with the sweat of our endeavors, and the sensation of the slick, soft globes pressed up against my chest was spectacular.When I finished cumming, Sarah pushed herself up off of me and stood up in a daze, her hand covering her midriff which would soon be expanding. No sooner had. Master knew that her luscious pussy was going to be gushing with love juice, just perfect for when he would push his fingers, then his hard cock inside her. How he loved to satisfy her and bring her to orgasm with a screaming frenzy. By this time all three were moaning with pleasure until they were interrupted by a repetitive alarm emanating from the kitchen. Goddess jumped up and announced she was needed and left the room leaving his cock fully erect and hard and Phoebe gazing longingly at its. She was standing there half-naked in just her pink bra and her black lacy underwear. She mixed it up well I thought made her look sexy and that what started a problem I got hard. My hard-on started to hurt a bit but then I remembered I had my camera in my hand and slowly pry open the door a little more so I could take the pictures, I snapped of a few and then slowly moved away from the position and went to my room. I put down the camera on the table and went into my own attached bathroom.