The twins inherited my wife’s dark hair but my height, standing a few inches taller than their mother. “What is my punishment? Bondage?”I grinne..., my dick aching, dripping in my twins’ pussy juices. “Did Scott ever fuck your ass?”“No,” she said quickly. “No one has.” She licked her lips. “You want that? I’ll let you do it. Anything, Michael.” She grabbed my hand. “I’m so sorry. It was such a mistake.”The church doors banged open. Kitty’s excited footsteps drew my attention. My fourteen-year-old. Beth started egging us on “come on boys, what are you afraid of? It's not like one kiss will make you gay or anything. You don't even have to get turned on, you're just putting on a show for it either sake like we did for you.”Amy added “don't worry, we'll make it worth your while…” and she winked at Beth.I looked at Ben, he looked at me, we shrugged and Ben said “what the hell, it's just a kiss, if the girls insist I guess we can do this for them…” and I added “plus, I'd really like to see. She was giggling a lot and we both were having a lot of fun for a long time. She felt my chest, she liked the tiny hairs on my chest.I told her now it’s my turn. I dipped my hands in oil and directly applied it to her tender shoulder skin. I was giving her a shoulder massage. She was enjoying it obviously. Then I slid her shoulderless top downwards a little bit. She did not object. I was able to see the valley of her boobs now.I applied some oil to the valley. She did not mind this also. I got. She is skilled in the bedroom arts and that was it. There was nothing for her or of her outside of that. Her whole life was spent inside the palace catering to the prince's guests.I despised slavery and the only thing that I could do for her was to treat her as a person. Even I could not stop an institution as large as slavery in a city this large. She didn't understand my sadness on her behalf. She felt that she had a good life, much better than most people. Maybe she did, but that did not.