Slow fucking my beautiful niece Jessica. Her hands tied over her head. Me wedged between her lovely legs; feeling her softness, her warmth, her wetnes..., insides that seem on fire. The tightness at her opening, a rigid ring, adding to the thrill of fucking her. Her smell dominates her bedroom. I pull out of her and stop. Jess looks at me. Pausing. ..., driving hard into her. Pulling back and driving my cock into Jess again as deep as I can go, circling inside her hole, stretching her. Master must have noticed hubby's face and said that I would become much nastier in the weeks to come. Master once again had me restrained to the bed, blindfolded me, and left hubby and me alone for about 20 minutes. Master warned us not to talk while he was gone. Master had left the vibrating butt plug in my ass while he was gone and hubby had to watch me writhe on the bed, occasionally moaning, my face and neck glistening with Master's drying cum. I was almost insane with lust. I had become a. She noticed a glow on the landing which must have coming from one of the bedrooms, so she climbed the stairs apprehensively. Rosie found the girls in Beas room, both fast asleep on the bed in front of the forgotten television. She turned it off, Beatrice stirred and turned over, Rosie kissed her cheek and whispered, Night honey. Then she went to her own room, threw herself on the bed and sobbed into her pillow. Five minutes later, Beatrice entered her mums room, Mum, whats up? Is it dad? Rosie. The things I remember most vividly --- that Gene's cock was well beyond her closed hand and that the hand with her wedding ring held another man's cock.Then another moment that will be etched in my mind forever. For the first time since Gene had touched her, Debbie, still holding his cock looked back at me and smiled and mouthed the words, "Thank You." She then rocked forward and very gently kissed the tip of his dick. Then, maybe as an afterthought, she looked back at me again, this time with.