I walkedslowly back across the lounge on my high heels quite effortlessly, myhips swaying gently and my full skirt swishing around provocatively. Itwa... a real turn-on and I could feel rather than see the first signs ofa tent forming. I knew I needed to smooth my skirt as I sat - how had Ilearned that so quickly I wondered, the answer was obvious really,wasn't it. Even so, I was beginning to feel quite feminine already, andenjoying it. I decided to re-examine myself in the mirror and realisedI. (she spat) lick my saliva, my whore…Sis:thoo…here lick mine aren’t u my whore too.Mom: Lick our feet whore clean us up during the lunch…They planned it right there was no AC in the dining room and the fan was not on … and also I can’t switch it on…and they wanted me to Lick their sweaty bodies…now I was loving it…Sis: ya whore cmon lick us up…we were waiting for ur licking since a day…we haven’t take bath yet …I licked the two bitches without any hesitation or any complaints and they actually. The feeling was of a tight grip on my tool as the head slowly slid into his ring, a groan passed his lips, as my tool slowly penetrated him, regardless of any pain I was causing him. I was soon in his orifice to my balls, slowly moving in rhythm to his gentle movements, as he squirmed under me, his tool squashed between his belly and the stool. I soon felt each small spurt of my climax as I injected my seed deep into him, he groaned again, though he had not as yet climaxed himself. Judy had. I headed for her room. The door was slightly ajar. I could see she had a lamp on. I heard music. I opened the door a little bit to see if she was dressed. I half hoped she wasn't. She was on her bed. It took me a few seconds to realize what she was doing; She was rubbing her cunt wish a vibrator. She was moaning softly. I could feel myself getting hard again. This time I didn't try to fight it. I stuck my hand down my pants and started rubbing my eight inch cock. "Joshy.." She said my name. I.