Elowena stood at the frying pan while Vay chopped up all the ingredients for the omelettes. When they were done, Elowena sat at the table in front of ...er plate, Vay just stood behind her chair."You can sit, you know, Master isn't fussy about that."Vay nodded and slid into the seat beside her. "Did they really do that to you?" Elowena asked, pointing at the bandage on her forehead. Vay nodded. "I spilt some water." What? Master would never punish me like that, especially for something so. She pushed the fabricinto herself with her index and forefinger and grabbed at a several ofthe larger glops of cum. As she dragged the semen out of her pussy andinto the crotch of the panties, I thought to myself, "how in the hellcan one guy have pumped so much jism into her with just one fucking?" Can this really be happening?" I wondered. "Look how swollen her pussylips are and how spread out they are - hell, she is literally gapingopen! Do I do that to her when we have sex? No, what a stupid. Ray knew that Bob was uncomfortable and assured him everything was ok. He told Bob that it was our anniversary and we were out celebrating. He told Bob he liked watching him dance and flirt with me. Bob didn’t say much, he seemed to be trying to figure out what was going on. I said what a great time I was having dancing and bring a flirt. I mentioned I was horny as hell. My husband asked Bob if he would like to come to our room with us. Bob seemed even more nervous now. I told them I would like. And as your big sister, it's my job to make you tougher."I wasn't buying that bullshit. "So, how does embarrassing me in front of your friends, supposed to make me tougher? I said as I jumped up off my bed.She stood up with me, then placed her hands on my shoulders and said "Okay, okay! Sure, I may get a little carried away at times. But that doesn't mean that I don't care about you, you little shit" Before, playfully punching me in the shoulder. "So, can we finally stop all this bickering and.