Finally, I just gave up and quit asking. I could always put on a pair of tights and leotards have sex for one. It sure wasn't the same but it was all ... could do.One Saturday the kids were gone for the weekend and I was supposed to be fishing for the day I found out why Sherrie was always too tired for sex, with me. I was riding with my brother in law to the lake. It started raining so we decided to call off the fishing trip. He dropped me off at the house about ten that morning. I saw Jill's. In..her..pinkish…pussy….. I felt her orgasm subsided. I wanted to bring her down slowly, my young student deserved that…she deserved more. Slowly,i started..again..licking and kissing…every part of my beauty..and rubbing my hard dick on her thigh….i couldn’t believe how, hot this made me feel. I wanted to please her, i wanted to give her more….now she was gasping gripping my thighs…..dragging me towards her. I moved the head of my cock to her moist lips and pushed gently in…..then stopped and. My dad was sat on the edge of the bed, half leaning back on his elbows and completely naked with his fat cock standing proud. He was looking down at my mother who was also stark naked, on her knees sucking his engorged cock with her fat arse in the air. Behind my slut of a mother was my beloved Benji, with his snout buried in her cunt as he lapped away with his big treacherous tongue. My little pussy was instantly flooded but I was mad as hell. Was this their plan all along? Bastards! Not so. The ground floor was rated unsatisfactory.They went down to the dungeon and saw even more faults. Whips hung onhooks meant for canes, ropes hung on a rack but not colour coded, benchnot fully folded away. "This is appalling, do you call yourself a maid?Hmmm, do you?" she spat, tryng hard not to laugh when she saw hiscrestfallen face.He stuttered a reply, apologising, and looked miserable. "I've beenwatching you, spending too much time in front of mirrors admiringyourself, and not enough time.