I remember when he had gone into my drawer for a pen and found the remote. He had tapped away at a couple of buttons while asking me what was its use....I had muttered something about needing new batteries for my clock radio remote. The buzzing I had been feeling at that moment with him in control had nearly tipped me over into a pile of blissful goo. Had he known? Recognized it maybe? Groaning out loud, I slapped my forehead with my hand. That would have explained his whistling mood all. Shegives me a vicious whack with the leather dog strap across my alreadysmarting bottom and I burst into tears." "My golly he is such a baby," says Annie, the youngest of the twosisters."Please, Aunt Joan, can I squeeze his balls again?" "Go to it, dear," says Joan, and I am subjected to the additionalmisery of having this little girl in pig tails nearly crush mytesticles while the two stewardesses look on in amusement. "Oh Aunt Joan," says her older sister Dottie, "I really have to. Herbreathing quickened and I couldn’t believe how quicklyI was bringing her to orgasm. I focused my fingers onher clit and quickly she began to cum. As her bodyshook I grabbed the egg and slid it around her wetpussy getting it wet enough to slid it in her.As her orgasm subsided, I slid the egg into her andrubbed her clit a few more times before letting herdress fall back down. I stood up facing Kate and lickedmy fingers saying, “Finger licking good.” We bothlaughed and Kate. “Sarah... come on... we’ve never done this without Pri. And what about Kim?”“Don’t come in me and she’ll never know.” She closed her eyes and started riding me harder, her ample boobs swaying.Rolling to the side, I pushed her away. Sarah grabbed for me, panting. “No! It’s okay. It’s fine.” “It’s not fine, Sarah.”She tried pulling me on top of her, but I sat up and started searching for pants. Sarah played with herself as she watched me. “C’mon. I know you want to fuck me, Quixote. Pri won’t.