I felt two of her fingers push up inside me as her tongue teased and tormented my swollen clit. I could smell the heavy scent of my arousal. I could f...el myself flooding. I could hear the sound Sarah’s fingers were making in the depths of my wet pussy as she fucked me with them, ever faster. “I want you in my bed,” I gasped. My mouth by this time was struggling to form words coherently. “I want to take you to my bed and fuck you.” She lifted herself easily from her knees, sliding her tongue. He was now sticking his tongue in and out of my ass crack and going up and down on my asshole and vagina. I could feel him lick my fingers every few strides which added to the waves of pleasure. He stopped momentarily which made me swoon and literally beg him to keep kissing mommy. My begging came to an abrupt hult when I felt him go up and land his chest on my back. He wrapped his paws around my waist as I have felt men do. He was very heavy and I was pinned against my bed and his growing. Katie, you were sold to us by your parents as a sex toy. You were primarily supposed to be for Maddie, but it was understood that any one of us could fuck you if we desired. I gave your parents $100,000, half of which was supposed to go in trust for you. Evidently, it appears you were told nothing of this and they’ve absconded with your money. Damn, damn, DAMN!’ He raged. Katie wanted to faint. Her own parents had sold her into slavery – SEX slavery? She was expected to have sex with Maddie and. Her mother was a nurse and her father was a writer. She sang in the shower. Her favorite sound was the wind running through the trees. She preferred a bagel with cream cheese but also liked a good donut with glaze. When we finally left Sal’s, the early workforce of garbage men, delivery men, and bus drivers, etc., was starting to filter in. Neither of us wanted to go home, so Sarah and I walked down to the lake. We kept talking and eventually I told her about my profession and about my father’s.