"? Heleaned over and patted her on the head and said "good bitch", he satback down in the chair and said "now let's continue with our conversation,as ...ou can see cocksucker hated to drink my piss but she did it anyway, andthen she thanked me for it, just to let you know the next time I take a pissone of you is going to have your mouth wrapped around my cock, oh you don'tthink so?? What if I gave you the choiceof having your clitoris burned off or drinking my urine?? I know the answer to that. If the kiss continued–and it usually did–I would run my fingers through his hair, to wiggle closer, and to moan. Meanwhile, Aunt Celeste would sit close by, cooing, her eyes sparkling, clapping and encouraging the kisses to continue. Before long, she would join the kissing, and we would have three tongues and mouths playing with each other and we would never miss the chance to sandwich her boyfriends face between our two sets of oversized breasts. Before long, inevitably, boyfriend would be. “Thank you, Mother.”I pressed my pussy-stained lips back into her cunt. My tongue plunged into her depths. Her back arched, tits jiggling. I stared up her dusky body and savored my brother's form pressed against her. They lounged together as I feasted on their fluids. The pair used me for their pleasure, like I was just part of the foreplay between them.Nothing more than a living sex toy.That thought made my pussy weep. Juices flooded down my thighs. I groaned, lapping harder, driving my tongue. And the Prince knew exactly what was meant by this. Laughter, a warm grip on the shoulder... it was perfect.“I trust your journeys went well and were uneventful, my Prince.”“They were, Sir John.”“I'm having a bath drawn for you. And tonight there will be a feast in honor of your return to Strathmore. Though you have been gone for only a few days, you have been missed....greatly.”“And I have missed being here.”“Tomorrow I've arranged for a hunt for you and I.”“Just us?”“Yes, my Prince. We.