What do you think?”“I think I want one, as soon as I get my hands on your money that is,” he laughed as we made our way over to the ridge where ...he two lakes are separated.“Were these two lakes once connected?” I asked when we stopped on top of the ridge and looked down.“They sure were, my old man and the old man who owned your property before the Bracken’s bought it, were best friends for years. Then one day my daddy caught a big bass on the other side of this bottleneck. The old man got mad. At that moment, he broke my reverie as he yanked his cock back. The abrupt withdrawal felt like he was ripping me apart. His next plunge was an even deeper wound, and again he pulled out savagely, only to plunge with even greater force. I struggled to contain both these plunging cocks, one tearing through my insides, the other pummeling my face and throat. As I gradually mastered the forces that were attacking me, the searing pain in my ravaged hole and the bruising assault on my mouth and. He turned me around, made me face the long mirror, bent me a little, took my one piece above my ass and spanked me hard on both ass cheeks. I started moaning loud, “Ahhh Amit, I am your slut.”Within no time, he took off my thongs which were dripping wet. He took off my one piece and bra as well. I was nude in front of him.He pushed me on the bed and got himself sitting on the floor. He started sucking my clean shaved pussy. He was such a pro, he ate me like a wild animal. His tongue started. “Don’t do that,” she squealed as I swatted her. “Rick, no,” she barked as I dunked my thumb in her pussy. Swat and dunk. Swat and dunk. The swats weren’t hard. The dunks were deep, ending with a flick of her clit. I had a regular rhythm going. Julie’s complaints gave way to encouraging gasps by the time I reached the bottom of the stairs. By the time I reached the breakfast room, she was squirming on my shoulder in need of an orgasm.The three of them were sitting at the table. Mom jumped up and.