”Brittany paused from her contact and walked to my side. She too had a strap-on. But hers was longer, probably eight inches, and much thicker. It lo...ked more realistic with a large head and rim. Amy pulled hers out of my mouth, and Brittany shoved hers in. But she was not gentle like Amy, she was fucking my mouth. Fortunately, she only continued for a short time and then moved back behind me.Amy grabbed my face and gave me another deep kiss. And then I felt Brittany enter me from behind. I. I love you, Master, for naming me!”“You’re welcome,” I groaned as I pumped away at her asshole. I fucked her with passion, letting her feel just how much she meant to me. “you can cum. I want to feel that ass spasming around my dick.”“After you make me cum!” Lasla groaned. “Then you can cum on my brother’s cock and satisfy him with your dick.”I grinned at my sister. “You are a wicked one.”She winked at me.I thrust over and over into Nephi’s asshole. It was an incredible hole to enjoy. I loved. It simply seemed odd.He said, "Like if you'd kneel on the stool facing the shelves "Very well. She got up, moved the footstool closer to the shelves so she could grip them, turned her back on Phil and knelt."Beautiful!" Phil cried.She felt the skirt lifted to her waist, hung there, then fingertips tracing the forms of her cheeks and Phil's warm breath fanning them."Pearly," he said. "Like two full moons. You ready, Susie?" Yes-s!" she said, her voice hissing, quite strangely excited, gasping. “Miss me?” she asked.Just a wee bit embarrassed at being caught in her bedroom, I answered, “Yeah ... And lonely too.”I told her, “I thought I’d try out what you mentioned to me about imagining something and then being there.” I paused, then added, “I wanted to see if it worked.”“Well, tell me. Did it work?” Stacey said with a hint of a smile in her voice.“No. It didn’t,” I sent off to her as a retort. “I just have a good imagination. I just think I’m here in your bedroom with you.”“Oh,.