”Cheyenne scooted to the edge of the couch as I knelt between her legs. Together we both watched the expression on my wife’s face as Terri started...to attack her with her tongue. Then I simply slipped my cock into my daughter and watched her smile.Cheyenne said, “You should paint just this.” Then she held her L-shaped fingers making a frame around her pussy with my cock inserted into it. She was right it would make for a good painting.Terri heard us talking and asked, “Can you paint me sometime.. I closed my eyes again. I slid his cock in and out of my mouth a little faster now. The feeling I had was very enjoyable and I understood now what Susan meant about it being hard to describe. His cock was hard as a rock now, yet still felt soft against my lips. I swirled my tongue around its tip as I slid it in and out. I was now trying to use as many of the techniques my wife had shown me as possible. He began to rock his hips slowly. I timed my downward movements with his to allow his cock. I quickly didwhat he said so that I could find out what was going on. He unlocked thecage door and quickly tied one of the ribbons around my wrists and tiedthem tightly. I realized there was no way for me to untie them withoutany aid. He told me to open my mouth, and while it was he placed theother ribbon in my mouth then proceeded to tie it around my head, forminga gag.He then told me to exit the cage, and walk between him and one of theother guys. The rest walked behind us, so that I was. When Anne Hawkins opened her door and saw the furious face of her neighbor across the street, and young Julie's terrified expression at the same time, she had a horrifying premonition of disaster."Wanna talk to you," Al said gruffly, pushing her aside as he dragged Julie in behind him."Julie's doing very well in her lessons," Anne said in a trembling voice. "She shows great promise and--" Cut the crap!" Al snapped. "Where's your bedroom?" Bedroom?" the brunette echoed, trying desperately to.