That time we stop chatting but continued massaging. I can understand that her breath is getting high. She rub ma chest slowly she gone to ma stomach. ...he giggles in ma stomach. I catch her hand again. I put it on stomach. For some time she kept it there n concentrate on massaging ma head. Then she starts rubbing ma stomach (she is silent) me really getting exited and dick is so hard. She reaches the border of pant n stomach. She slowly moved her hand o that area touching edge of pant. I slowly. And having my clitoris abused at the same time only added to my warped sexual desire! I do not remember much, the rest of that night but I am sure I was used again and again as my dreams were stimulating ,kinky, erotic and very sadistic! At least what I could remember of them! When I woke up I was still totally nude My breathing had returned to normal. Both my face and my breasts were black and blue, my nipples were still blood red, and very sore. My formerly sweet pink little clitoris was. I would love to be on my knees servicing them both. I would love to suck on one cock while the other guy sucks on my cock. I would love to lay one of them down on his back and crawl across his hard body. Licking his nipples, licking his abs, moving down his body until his cock was again between my lips. I would love for the other guy to stand behind me and jerk my cock, pull on my balls, slide his hands across my hips, spread my ass cheeks wide, rub his fingers around my asshole. I fantasize. Howcould she have had daughters like Alexandra and Sandra?Sandra said, "I think that the little sissy is ready for her firstdate. I hear you have a son, a REAL son."She was insulting me and it didn't hurt. Peggy said, "Why yes, I do.His name is Ernst. He lives in Kentucky with his dad."I screamed, "Holy shit, what is his name?"Peggy didn't like that outburst and looked into my face with menace andsaid, "His name is Ernst and he is my son; you don't have a problemwith that, do you?"What a name..