I slid down rubbing my cheeks over the skin of his chest and abdomen -- he wasn't wearing a shirt -- until I was looking face to face, as it were, wit... his crotch. I rubbed my face across the bulge in his shorts and he let out a moan of pleasure. I curled my fingers in the fabric at his waist and began to tug his pants down. He raised his hips and let me remove the offending garment. As I started to move towards his tumescent cock he stopped me.His hand cupped my cheek as I looked up in. I was ready to burst after what the two of them had put me through.Sinking my cock into my sister-in-law’s pussy was just what I needed. It was the reward for a whole day of torture, it was the reward for lusting after her for all those years, and it was the reward that would keep on giving. Once I had been in that sweet hole I knew that I could get back in it any time that I wanted too.I followed Desiree around the next morning on a bicycle taking pictures of her coming and going. She wore the. “Ah, yes!” Leroy groaned as he came inside Daisy at last.Meanwhile, Alistair couldn’t help but stiffen a little at the sexy sight of his fellow concubine being probed so well by Leroy. He also loved seeing Farah emerge as she prepared to work with Daisy on the interior design of the pod. Now, of course, Leroy and he were to be involved and consulted in the matter, though their input was limited, given their typically male disinterest in such affairs. Alistair and Leroy took charge of the. And look at those delightful breasts.”She hefted them. She lifted them up in my bra, giving them a little jiggled. The boys were all staring at me like wolves. Like they wanted to eat out me. Especially Chris. My cheeks were so warm. I wanted to faint. Mom’s thumbs brushed my nipples again, my pussy growing wet. I could feel it. These naughty juices were leaking out of me. They were absorbed be these wicked panties I wore.“Now, Heather, have a lovely day,” Mother said. “Don’t worry, I’ll do.