As I near your bottom, you shift in the bed… and I suspect you are now awake, but not wanting me to stop what I’m doing.So I don’t, and you arch...up, lifting your bottom half from the bed… I lick around each soft buttock, one, and then the other… I spend a lot of time kissing, licking and nibbling their tender and sensitive undersides… and as I do, I can feel the heat from your sex… I can smell its musk… I look and see your moisture glistening on your pink lips… and I can hold out no longer---. Master liked arranging gang bangs for us but they were actually pretty hard to arrange on the road.I felt like the ordeal lasted for a week, but Master said we had only been doing it for three and a half days. My daughter and sister agreed that it felt much longer. They also only let us sleep a few hours a day so that may have accounted for the fact we lost track of time.My sister’s comment to me when he told us we had earned the right to be considered “Good Girls” was that this was nothing. With the blossoming of womanhood, only just beginning to show on her young body, now, she was definitely becoming a woman: Five foot, nothing, tall; 32-22-32! Lovely, small breasts curving down to a very narrow waist; tapering down to sexy, slim hips and a tight ass, that I would have killed to get my hands on. Luckily, it didn't come down to that.She was wearing her "dirty-blond" hair up in pigtails, that night. God, she looked so cute! Just like she had at the age of 7, when she moved in next. "Well you have a week's holiday now so we'll spend some quality time together."She was happy to hear him say that, she knew she had been difficult recently and her father had been distant."Can I have a quick shower?" she asked. "I feel so yucky it's been so hot today." Of course" her Dad replied. His daughter was already obsessed with being clean and hated any dirt or bad smells."I think you need another one too Dad." She wrinkled her nose slightly at him.Her Dad smiled; she definitely wasn't.