I heard you got your asshole broken in by one of the Hayward twins this morning.”“Uh-huh,” I said, wiggling my hips. “I had them both in me. I...entical futa-cocks.”“Shit, the Program is amazing,” the younger futa moaned. “Do you mind... ? Can I ... you know... ?”I giggled. She sounded so embarrassed, so innocent. Like I used. “You want to finger my asshole?”“Yeah,” she said. “Can I?”“Wet your finger first,” I said. I was right in the middle of the hallway. I could hear the bustling cafeteria. They heard whistling as Tony came up the path beside the house, conversation died, and they were sat rather expectantly when they heard his bag clatter into the kitchen chair, and his call of greeting. Without his usual fridge raid, he bounced into the living room, obviously expectant and just a little apprehensive of how to start things off. Realising the difficulty his sister, jumped up, kissed him said “Hi brother dear, I shall be in my room, and your lover is waiting you on the couch.” and. I trembled as I did what she said. She then strapped my arms to the side of the bench and my legs apart at the rear.The bench raised my arse up and the way she strapped my legs meant that my tight little hole was at full view.Before I knew what was happening I felt her strong hand spank my backside. She rained blows down on my cheeks repeatedly telling me how she loved sluts who liked pain and how she could tell I was a complete whore.Her hand moved away and she then replaced it with a paddle.. When she got a little too rambunctious with her kinky toys or in the attitude she showed me in the bedroom, I took great pleasure in putting her over my knee and giving it to her good on her pretty flanks listening to her yell with each descending blow from my heavy palms. Despite her vociferous outbursts, I knew she loved every minute of it and she would often do something just to force me to take corrective action to put her back into her proper place.Sometimes when I was a bad boy, I would.