My mom didn’t take her eyes off of my very red and extremely hard cock. I stepped out of my boxers and then I got down on my knees, straddling her b...dy. I placed my cock between her tits, my mom responded by putting her hands on her tits, pushing them tightly together around my prick. Neither of us said a word, I just put my fantasies into action and began to ram my cock back and forth between her huge tits. I knew I was not going to last long; my mom’s hand job had brought me so close to. “I’m sure that Mom is going to have one of her wild family sex parties tonight. Who would you like to watch fuck me, Peter, Brad, Ben, Scott or my dad?”“Hmm, definitely not Pete, though I wouldn’t mind fucking Brenda.”“I’m not stopping you from fucking Brenda or any other woman as long as I can watch or join in too.”“Dating you is going to be very, very exciting! I think I’d like to watch pure incest, your dad fucking you.”“Imagine what our sex life would be like if we ever got married? I’m. That evening, Jason informed the girls that there would need to be some changes. He could not continue like last night. His tongue was still sore. Instead, he would lick one girl a night. The other one would suck him off. The next night they would switch roles. The girls were a little disappointed at this, but accepted the Master’s decision. It was better than no sex. They could still get him to rub their little slits at night.A week later, Hester took the girls aside and gave them some. If you do find relief in my words, then I demand you put a line of comment after it, at least you will be honest and appreciative, to a woman who opens her heart to your lusting, so that's an order, otherwise, I shall pull your's down and really spank you hard.The sign outside the heavy Oak door spelled the essence of my story, it was emblazoned in capitals, carved into the very fabric of the wood, 'THE MASTER'.I trembled with anticipation as I stood outside, awaiting my calling, it was my.