Soon.’ I dug through the refrigerator until I located the cream cheese. She fidgeted and sipped her coffee. When it became evident that I was not go...ng to say anything else, she coughed gently, seemed to screw up her courage, and asked: ‘Sir … did you … did you … um … make me do anything last night?’ ‘Like what?’ I asked innocently. She took a deep breath. ‘Sir, please! I can’t remember! You put me to sleep, and I can’t remember! Did we … uh … did we …?’ ‘You told me that you didn’t WANT to. Go back home. We will send your wife to you when we are finished with her." Walt's voice left little room for discussion, but Toby jumped to answer."No. I want to see... " He froze, sweat breaking out on his face. She saw in his face what we all saw. We all were beginning to understand why he let her gamble, why he did not protect her as he should have... as he promised to do as he stood by her on the altar just a few days ago. Consciously or subconsciously, it really makes no difference, he. On the sixth day an announcement was made that the contest was now down to ten girls who were still being fucked as the announcer went on. The crowd was encouraged to cheer for their favorites to keep them going. They were also encouraged to reserve a slice of their favorite girl since it was likely she'd be roasted. For a small extra fee, men could get a certificate stating that they both fucked and ate their favorite girl. When the announcement was over, the proceedings were stopped for a. I sucked a mouthful of her milk into my mouth and leaned over, planting a kiss on my brother's lips. I shared our sister's milk, and he shared her tangy pussy. Our tongues swirled as the sweet cream and tangy juices mixed together between our kisses.“Don't forget about Sarah,” Queenie reminded us. “She needs to be pleasured, spouses of mine.”“Right,” I grinned, moving back up to Sarah's breast. “How do you like it?”“His mouth is amazing!” Sarah's back arched. “Oh, yes! Oh, wow.”“Queenie's.