I could not believe I was looking at naked women, two bare pussies. Granny pussy had a nice brown bush, and one could clearly see her pink moist lips,...she was very wet. Maggie had black hair for her bush and was very wet also. The women seemed to be enjoying showing off their pussies to us. They were pulling their lips apart and putting their fingers inside. I was starting to think that I was going to explode. Maggie then looked over at granny and said that they should not leave us all worked. She begged him to slam his cock back inside of her, to join them together again, her voice husky with desire and lust. He obliged her, sliding his cock inside the tight and tender folds of her vagina. She groaned again, more loudly this time, and her hips lifted off the ground to meet his thrust. She writhed and squirmed trying to envelop more of his cock inside of her. He worked his way into a routine, each time sliding his cock nearly out of her tight hole before slamming it back in, sinking. Talking to Aunt about that, we identified the illness and death of Ma, then the slow recovery for us afterward as the source. Each visit involved the same separated conversation being held by Pa and Uncle. Then, on a Saturday early afternoon, we heard a vehicle enter the yard and Pa told us girls to welcome them. By the way he spoke to us, he seemed to be expecting whoever it was. It was our Uncle and our two cousin boys. This was unusual. If Pa was expecting someone, he had us change into. ” “I think that’s a good spot for a slut to pleasure you all then,” Master said. I was so happy that I talked to my Master and that he knew what was happening, but hearing him tell them out on the balcony, I gasped. “Ok Stan, thank you for that,” Mike said and hung up. The three of them looked at me, full of lust. I stood there wondering who would make the first move. Mike did, he moved up behind me and gently kissed my neck above my collar. My body felt the tender kiss and reacted by a gasp..