Inspite of my long tired day, I was beginning to get ex cited. The one thing Inoticed was that the person standing behind me (whoever that was?!!) was...too short. Hewas only to my shoulder level I guess. He rested his other hand on my bare waist. Hishand was surprisingly soft and tender.Hi left hand was resting at the area where i had tucked my saree into my petticoat at mywaist for a long time. I didn’t pay particular attention to it as his right hand which wascaressing my back had circled in. All I could see is a chair right in the center of the room with a black blindfold on it. She must have been in the bathroom and I recieved another text saying sit on the chair blindfolded.This was getting better than what I could have imagined and i told her that I was ready. I could hear the door of bathroom open.She came close to me and she started to feel me from my neck to my back with her index finger. She asked me to keep my hands back of the chair and she tied my hands with a rope and I. I felt I was going to cum just watching and without more…an incredibly erotic show…my mind dizzy. I looked around the room…there was a lot of fucking going on…women climbing over their partners, partners between their woman’s legs…dresses everywhere except worn and hubby took off my dress and put it aside. My body opened to his fingers which were taking me to the edge. But just then…a surprise…a huge surprise as a voice called out: “Do we have a volunteer from the audience?” The host of. . under Master’s thumb, that is.”“It will also cost Dad his relationship with me, if he can’t take what he’s dished out to others,” Devin added.“And me, too. I love fucking him, but I also love fucking my sweet Devin ... and our mother. He has to choose. He can be alpha male and head of the household with a new family ... or he can stay with us, fuck us and the rest, except Jan, of course, and keep the family together. He’s basically my father, and whatever bad things he’s done, he’s the only.