She starts fucking me harder and harder. She was having no mercy on my boy-pussy. It hurt more than Anthony's cock because the plastic dildo just didn...t feel as good as his nice dick. She must have cum while doing this because I could hear her moaning too. She advised me that she has been taking pictures of this scene too. I wasn't looking forward to seeing those. Time to get you cleaned up she says. She took the blindfold off. Showed me some pics on her cell phone. My only hope is that she. One of which was onto Dad’s suit! We spent another day in the motel while the local dry cleaners tried to get rid of the grease stain - didn’t work and Mum eventually threw out the suit.Back on the road again and Sis and I had kinda run out of things to keep us from fighting ... so our feet met, bounced and whacked. This of course was accompanied by increasing vocal effects which resulted in Dad laying down the law if if you know what I mean. A nap was strongly encouraged for the both of us so. He grabbed me, without warning, without introduction to it. One hand grasped my hair and the other slapped my pussy in the sheer thong. He thrust the material to the side, one finger fucking inside of me. The chains rattled when I lifted and I still, still, didn’t dare make a sound.“Horny fuck.” I closed my eyes behind the eye mask when he used my hair to clean his fingertips of the cum I’d drenched myself with. The same hand slapped my cheek, and it wasn’t hard, but tears welled up in my eyes. “Can we eat now?”I laughed, playfully slapped each of their dangling cocks, and said, “Sure. Get your clothes out of the kitchen and give me some time to boil the pasta. Dinner should be ready in about 20 minutes.”Both boys grabbed their clothes from the kitchen floor, and went into the living room to watch TV until dinner was ready. I put my sun dress back on, but didn’t bother with my panties….instead I just tossed them into the hamper and got started on the pasta.The conversation around the.