If I’d been on my own and single, I would have been all for it. She sported large breasts and what looked like a butt that would make the Kardashian... jealous. Now, I wasn’t usually into that sort of body type—but damn! Still, I wasn’t sure I could handle three girls.“How about you make me a pitcher now, and I call you if we need another?” I suggested.She did and handed me a note with her number on it.“Call me,” she urged.Brook was so dumping me if she could read my mind right now. I took a deep. Gena had told me that they had sent the four kids to the movies with Sali the day before just so they wouldn't have to listen to them. I soon found out there were other reasons they sent them.The static on the VCR faded out and the dressing room appeared again. Gena walked in, her hair dripping from a swim. She was wearing an electric blue tank suit that molded to her slim body. Her nipples were erect and standing out the way I like them. Rachel followed her in the door, also wearing a tank. Then he tugged on the chain, bringing a gasp from me as I arched toward him to lessen the pull. “Is that going to be alright on her?” asked Dad anxiously. “Do not worry, George,” Uncle told him. “She enjoys it so long as you don’t pull too hard, and it lets her know who is in charge. Is that right, sex slave?” he asked of me. "Yes, Uncle,” I replied. “Your sex slave enjoys it.” “I think you will enjoy this as well,” he told me. “Bend forward.” I did so, and felt a butt plug, oiled and ready,. She didn't have much control over Gerry's cock in her mouth because as her ass was being fucked hard she was barely able to keep him in her mouth. Michelle watched on even feeling a little jealous that her master's cock was in another woman's mouth but she knew all she could do was watch. Gerry watched Michelle as Joan took him in her mouth and he could see she was feeling very horny and would love to join in but he knew she wouldn't be.Michelle watched on as Joan's moans became louder as her.