As I close my eyes and feel his hand move to my neck, I enjoy knowing I’m in Lockhart’s arms. Next thing I know, my hair is yanked back and two fi...gers are shoved into my dripping snatch. Leaning in, Lockhart whispers “Dirty little girl… I caught you looking.” He swirls his fingers around inside my tight box, pushing his fingers in and out a few times before he pulls them out and slips them to the rim of my puckered asshole, and starts easing them into my untouched hole. “I was waiting for you. That's very pretty but I'm afraid later means later. Now get your slutty ass out of bed and go make us some coffee. We have a big day ahead." With that he rose and went into our walk-in wardrobe, his long cock bobbing in front of him, pointing the way. I reached down to touch myself with the image of his hard cock in my mind. "And don't get any ideas, Dominique." Oohhhh... I thought to myself, crossing my arms and pouting. It's no fun being hot and wet and not allowed to touch yourself. Then I. I've been asked to act as Mistress ofCeremonies here, but I promise I won't keep you from the celebrationlong. But I would like to recount how this amazing meeting came about.It was two years ago that our beloved webmistress Erin had the mostamazing luck, and won a Powerball jackpot of more than two hundredmillion dollars. Now, most people would have just used the money onthemselves, but not Erin. After paying off some debts, she decided thatat least some of the money should be used to create a. "I should introduce you to your uncle Shawn, he'd skin me alive if I tried to keep you here to myself."He takes my hand, his strong grip leading me to the kitchen.“Hey Shawn, look who’s here!” He turns to face me and I feel a sudden sense of déjà vu.Shawn’s dirty blonde hair, blue eyes and slim frame differ from his, they share the same facial features. His goatee lines semi-pouty lips. The resemblance to my father is almost eerie.I look back to Brad, raising a questioning brow. He has the same.