Nothing is fake in this draft. Sunday ….05th of march 2017, I woke up with my normal Sunday timing at 10.30 am and did all my chores by 11.45 and wa... just checking my emails and then I receive an email from Mr. Sunny stating that he has read my stories and they are couple both bisexual and in their 30s and are very much interested in having some kinky fun today. So I shared few information with them and also we discussed few likes and dislikes and then they said as they live in a joint family. “Mom, this is so embarrassing,” I replied.“Nothing to be embarrassed about,” she said. “It’s perfectly natural. I’m relieved to know that you are being responsible. I do ask that the next time you two want to be intimate that you go to your room and close the door,”“Mom, I couldn’t do that,” I retorted, “Daddy would kill the both of us.”“Don’t worry about your father. I’ll take care of him. He’ll understand”“How?” I asked“Easy, I’ll just remind him of what we were like and what we did when we. The two ladies synchronized their motions after that. My slaves had been talking about how much I liked this, so whenever any of them saw the chance to do this they jumped for it. I reached out and wrapped my arms around Brenda's chest and started smashing her down onto my cock. When I felt my first blast, I told my slaves, "All of you, come with me."Susan had been trying to sit up when I said this and she promptly fell back onto the bed. Brenda started quivering and slumped down with me still. Think aboutbaseball."Connie laughed a little. "Baseball? Why on earth would I think aboutbaseball?" It's an old trick. To keep you from coming too quickly."Connie looked up at Tyler with confusion and desperation in her eyes.Tyler looked back with severe, honest eyes, urging Connie to trust him.He had employed the think-about-baseball strategy many times back whenhe still had a dick of his own. He knew what he was talking about, andConnie sensed it. She loosened her grip on Tyler's hips."Okay?".