We arrived at Tyson's apartment and I wanted to strip and fuck him then and there. He said that it had to wait and that I needed to get ready. he said...everything I needed was in the bedroom. So I took a shower dried my hair and applied my slutty makeup. I then looked in the box and there was a dress only a true slut would wear and I was going to look great in it. I wore a baggy shirt on the plane so Tyson did not know that I had a Boob job to increase my tits from a high D cup to a DDD. so I. Do you understand?" Fran slumped as her brother described what her life would be like from now on. Dave took hold of his sister's chin and forced her to look up at him. "Do you understand?" Yes." She whispered weakly."Whenever you come into my presence you will present yourself in front of me no matter who else is in the room. If I choose to I will inspect your genitals either by sight or by touch to make sure you are complying with my orders. Do you understand?" Yes." Fran's answer was. Just kept starring in the TV. I got close. Really close. I had to focus the keep my load inside. Jerked of slower. She took notice. And ordered me to get faster again. Then, when I couldn’t hold it any long. In the exact moment before I climaxed, she pulled my hand of my dick:”Enough for you sweety. Be a good boy and get me some stuff.”Frustration. That close. It eats up your brain if you have to stop at that moment. All you want is to push you over the edge. Put I managed to keep my hands off.. Raj was shocked. But he was looking at me with desire. My hubby just squeezed one of my boobs. Asked Raj again to come. Raj stood his pant bulge visible enough. He did not move but faltered. My hubby held him and put his hand in my hand. We are three holding hands together. Raj slowly planted a brushing kiss on my cheek nervously. My hubby asked me to return the same to us. His one hand was on my shoulder close to my boob. Other hand holding Raj by shoulder. I planted a wet kiss in my hubby.