"Faggot," I muttered under my breath.I felt him come up behind me. He pressed against me and moved my hair to kiss the back of my neck. "Yeah, I love ...ou too. I hope she works out." He left. I finished cooking.Just before bed, Peter knocked on my door. "I think I know what she was talking about." He had that 'this is serious' look on his face. "You an' me, we've always been about control. But some D/s relationships are about humiliation and pain. The sub needs recovery time not just physical. A. I followed her directionsand got into my bathrobe, put in a porno movie and layingon my bed slowly played with myself until I was fully erect.I wasn’t sure if she was watching but I began to roll my hipsand rubbed my hand over myself thinking it would be quitethe show for her. Suddenly the door burst open and she walkedin saying, “Hey, have you seen…OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK!”I pretended to be surprised and tried to cover myself actingas if I was scared and nervous in being found out. She stoodin. My heart started to beat faster as more waves of arousal washed over me. As satisfying as the feel of that tongue of hers on my lower lips was, I soon started craving more. Removing the hand from my mouth, I grabbed the covers and pulled them up and over my head. Finger-fuck me! I begged in a sensual whisper. As you wish, she said, Youre the birthday girl after all. I giggled for a second, but the chuckles soon turned into a moan when I felt one of her fingers slide into my soaking wet cunt.. My siblings? Was this really planned by the Sun God, my apparent father ... and theirs? What was the real story behind all of this? I was sure to get to the bottom of this mystery, though for now, the only bottoms that interested me at that moment belonged to my lovely ladies on the bed. With every stroke, I worked on bringing our rather scattered clan back together as a proper extended family, of course.The way that Régine carried on with her husband and our two Parisian brothers on an ottoman.