Before coffee. Normally I hate perky at any time of day, especially mornings, but on Gretchen, perky just made her more human, more alluring somehow. ... shook my head. I was in big trouble. ‘I figured we could stop by this really good kolache place I know and enjoy some good Czech breakfast,’ she continued. ‘Do you want some coffee first, though? You look… um, not quite awake.’ She poured me a cup with the right amount of creamer and sweetener already inside. She did have a good memory. I. Her pussy flaps were pulled up and away between her legs by the chains tied around her legs, and the butt plug was clearly visible between her parted butt cheeks.“Very good, are you full of cum or did you drip it out like a good little whore?” Karen said. She did not give her sister permission to lower her skirt.Betty was typically unflappable and immune to real humiliation. She’d done humiliation scenes in the bedroom and walked around the house covered in disgusting writing on her body, but. They know exactly how to make it so they can just help themselves to us.”“Too true,” nodded June, “they’re clearly extremely lustful. I think we’re in for more of the same, if we can’t escape.”“I think I’ll do my teeth and then flee into the forward cabin and lock the door.”“Good idea.”So when Mark woke in the morning he found he’d been rolled to the side of the bed and his mother and sister were having sex next to him. His slender, beautiful mother was on her back, fondling Lara who was on all. My heart was thudding in my chest as I clutched it firmly in my right hand and slowly brought it to my lips; I tasted the tip with my tongue and let my mind drift. My eyes closed. Then I opened my mouth and pushed the head inside, my lips and tongue caressed it, licking and sucking. I had been fantasizing for months before building up the courage to actually go on-line to a sex store and ordering it, worrying about the size, the color the shape, filled with dread of being.