”“This is getting hot,” Ginny moaned.“Ooh, wow,” Natisha whimpered. “I can't resist. I'm going to masturbate!”“I can fuck you,” Teal...panted.“Nope!”Annalee ripped her fingers out of my bowels and moaned, “One of you watching futas, get your dick in her ass. I got her lubed up.”Her thighs pinned my head to her pussy. I could moan out my objection. I could say no, but she was forcing me. She took control, and that made me want to obey. Her hands gripped my butt-cheeks, prying them apart. She had. " Well, I can think of lots of delicious little humiliations that I'd like to dish out on you," I said.She wailed."Would you like to hear some?" I asked.She didn't answer, she just bit her lip and stared up at the ceiling, breathing heavily. I decided to continue anyway."Do you remember what everyone did to Jane for her last birthday?" I said, drawing myself close to her, "You know, they grabbed her… pinned her down… carried her into the next room… then use cling-film to wrap her poor little. Julian shifted over and spread his legs, and Harper knelt in front of him.I could only see Harper’s broad smooth back and her curly hair, but the way she bobbed her head and the way Julian had his head thrown back told me everything I needed to know.Our children were having sex. Well, not “our” children in the literal sense. Harper is my child with Sarah. Julian is Fredericka’s son, father unknown. Harper and Julian are not brother and sister.I wondered whether they were having intercourse.. As, I am sure, Jess will still need you. For your love and support." I pulled out of her, my cock long since depleted. I sat next to her on the lounge and stroked her hair and face in an attempt to make her feel better. "Now... Don't you think we had better go in and get cleaned up and dressed?" "Yes. Perhaps we should," Mom smiled warily. We gathered our clothes and tea glasses and headed inside to the shower in her bedroom. I felt a little like I was inviting myself somewhere I may not be.