."Daddy grinned and said, "My condolences."Jack sent me on out then. When I came back, Frieda was naked and Momma was looking uncomfortable, standing ...here looking at Frieda and Jack with her hands behind her back. Jack told me, "Go dress as your mother is. Take Frieda. If you can't find anything for her to wear, she can stay naked, but I'm looking for basically this standard." He waved at Momma.So we headed upstairs. Dressing me was easy; we already knew what Jack wanted me to wear. But Frieda. On withdrawing his long cock, it was covered in spit and strings of my saliva. Drips from his raging hard-on and my spittal were running all down my chin, smearing my lipstick all over my face. I smiled at Tracey and she smiled back at me.“Aren’t their cocks fucking lush?” I asked. She replied quickly, “Fucking gorgeous babe. I’m so fucking wet it’s untrue!” Her face was now dripping with sticky spit too as we both devoured the rampant tools we were being gifted. We both worshipped and sucked. That’s when Jonathan surprises me by positioning himself between my legs, his cock hovering at my entrance. I see on his face how he’s battling with himself, not understanding his own actions. Brian sits up behind me, taking Jonathan’s face in his hands, kissing him. “I’m here babe, we’re doing this together.” Jonathan grips Brian’s hand, holding it firm enough for the knuckles to turn white. I’m waiting in strained anticipation. Now that Brian has claimed me, I want Jonathan to do the same.. Wo dining me baith gai. Mom unke lie chai banai.Achanak mai room ke bahar gaya to uncle ko mom se dhire kuch bolta suna.Muje phir bhi sub normal laga. Phir mai coaching ke lia nikalne laga…Uss time tuk uncle chai pi rahe the. Maine socha ab uncle bhi chale jaige .Par maine ghar se bahar ja ke 5 min wait kia ki ab nikalege ..Par wo 5 min ho gaya wo nahi nikle.Muje shak hua..Mai ghar ke piche gaya aur wire hole se jaha se wire jata waha se bedroom dekhaUncle waha tv chala rahe the.Muje yakin nahi.