It was warm and comfortable, but I felt a sense of nervous anticipation. My naked ass hung in the open air, my pussy damp between my legs.Suddenly we ...eard the sound of the heavy door opening outside of our chamber. There was the sound of dozens of feet shuffling, and the low murmur of male voices. The room seemed to be filling up, there were whistles and groaning sounds of approval. The blonde girl’s eyes suddenly went wide. “Oh wow…” she said. And then I felt a hand on my ass. Then another. This girl felt amazing. Her sister was whispering to her and fondling her perfect, young tits right in front of me. I wanted to know what she was saying to her little sister as she took my big cock into her. Lydia would close her eyes and focus on the sensation, and then turn her big eyes to her sisters to listen. They would dart from Emmas eyes to her mouth, as she considered kissing her again. Emma put her mouth on Lydias breasts to give her yet another thing to focus on. Lydias face started. "Thank God, I knew you'd know how wrong this was mom!" "Wrong? Well, I don't know about that. I mean, you hear about these things, but you don't expect them to happen to your son." She said, returning my embrace. My heart sank as I took in her reply. Breaking our hug, Mom looked me over and said, "Oh Ricky, did you have to pick one with such a short skirt? I mean, it's a little much isn't it?" She stood there shaking her head as she finished. Sobbing without any concern for masculine. Jack then immediately bend down, grabbed Bob by the waist,pulled him up tight, took a whiff and then said, "Hey Sam, that smells likeDuane! Yeah man, that's Duane's strap. I can tell that crotch anytime!He's stuffed enough cock straps and underwear in my mouth when he wasplaying with me, that I can tell it from across the room." "So guys!" Bob quickly asked. "Tell me about this Duane guy!What's he like? If I'm gonna be wearing his strap, I need to knowsomething about him." Looking over.