And we slept with him every night.It turns out that if you have a lot of sex, your body gets conditioned to want a lot of sex. And Brinn was having to...keep two girls happy. And that was fine, because we took care of him too, except he gave twice as much sex as he got.I know this sounds stupid, especially if you’re a guy. If you’re a guy, you’re thinking, “If only I could sleep with two hot fourteen-year-olds every night, who would blow me and jerk me off, and who I could rub up against and suck. I climbed on top of her and started to make out with her. "Don't rush there will be time for that" She said, my reply, "I can't wait, make love to me now" as I slammed her down on the bed, pinning her hands back so she couldn't resist. "Mmmm when did you become so dominate?" "Right now!" I replied, "So get this damn shirt off". She quickly obliged, she was as beautiful as I remember, nice breasts, just enough tummy to know it was there. I quickly let her tits out of her bra as I softly kissed. Too unreliable. Too hard totrack their histories. I didn?t have time, Jilly. So I started grindingup some estrogen pills into your food and blaming it on gynecomastia.And once you started to grow, and you were diagnosed, I was in toodeep. Hell, I even accused you of taking stuff on your own a few times.I knew better. I?m to blame for all of this,??So you made my tits grow to try to cure your lover?s???Say breasts. Don?t say ?tits.???Why not? That?s what they are. They?re tits. Melons. Boobies.. Peter was relieved."Undress and lay on the bed, and call me Mistress, don’t call me missy!" Emma commanded.Peter obeyed and laid down the bed, naked."Now turn sideways and pull your legs up towards your tummy," Emma said. Peter turned sideways.Emma reached out and grabbed Peter’s shaft with her left hand, pulling down and stroking, "feels nice," Peter commented. He couldn't believe a cheerleader was milking his cock with her soft, manicured hands.Next, Emma grabbed the vibrating butt plug with.