It was a couple minutes of this as She inspected me more, slapping partsof my body, when She asked, "How do you feel?"I must have looked pale and had ... flop sweat or something as I couldeven sense it within myself, I felt myself feeling faint."Mistress... I think the nipple things are more than I can handle." (Atthe time I honestly wasn't sure if they were clamps or some-kind-ofpiercing (though that wouldn't make any sense given no alcohol oranything was applied before piercing them.)"Okay,". “What the fuck!?” she shouted, which in hindsight was probably a very appropriate response.“Sh! Max is sleeping,” Izzy replied calmly.“What the hell's going on?” Ashley asked in a hushed tone.“Well since you were done using and abusing our little brother for sex, I figured that it was time for me to step in.”There was a long silence before Izzy continued.“Don't act all surprised Ashley, I sleep in the room above his so I could hear you every night. I especially liked the last night too, it made. Suddenly the thought came to me she wasn't wearing a bra, because when I first saw her that night in the gown, her boobs seemed to hang a big more than usual and also seemed more round, as well as I noticed her nipples were poking out.As the night went on, the house grew colder and colder, my blanket didn't seem to do so much to shield me from the cold anymore.I got up to get another blanket from the closet in the hall way when I heard my mom call my name and ask me what I was doing up still, I. I just watched in awe, playing the voyeur, as the two girls loved on each other. The thought of Morgan and I coupling up was tempting for sure, but I couldn't justify it in my head. What if we got caught? My thought patterns were interrupted by my grand-daughter, who said, "Grampa, Marnie needs another lesson. Do you think you could help her out?" She winked as she and Marnie disengaged.Instead of facing me, she presented her soft, round ass as she straddled my legs, reached between her own,.