We chatted initially every few days about what we each enjoyed sexually and what brought us to this website. Once comfortable with each other I decide... to see if she would be interested in being my online pet, play toy, slut, slave, all for my viewing pleasure. She wasn't sure at first what I meant so I instructed her to turn on her webcam the next time we chatted for me to show her. She was instructed what to wear, instructed to edge (bring herself to the brink of orgasm without actually. .Bahut maja aa raha tha lekin bhabi to garam hi nahi ho rahi thi offff kya tite tite boobs the mein to jor jor se ghichane laga fir bhabi ne muje pakad liya tab mein ne bhabi ka top uper kiya offfff kya mast boobs the to bhabi ne kaha ki bas ek baar ho gaya tume jaooooooo fir mein bhabi ki choot me hanth dal deya to bhabi jor se uchal gai? ohhhh my? mast tite tite choot thi fir kya dostooo bhabi to garam ho gai aur booli ki door lock nahi ha to mein bhag ke gaya aur door lockKar deya fir bhabi. "The girls got up and did as they were told. Les also went into the refrigerator and got a pitcher of orange juice and a bowl with butter in it.I looked at my younger brother. "Hey Jaz. Did you make that butter last night?" Yep." He looked proud of himself."Is it any good?" Yeah. It's reeeal good. Isn't it?" He looked at the girls for confirmation.Les made a production of licking her lips and Sam followed suit. They both said "Uuuhhmmm." OK, then. I guess I'll just have to try some of this good. Writhing under you, I feel the soul shattering eruption of my orgasm take me. You quickly throw a second finger in, and bring it just as deep. You curl it upwards, and I feel as though I’m hyperventilating. Through gasping moans, I shudder out your name. You can feel my walls tighten further on your fingers, squeezing around you. My hips buck wildly, I try to control them, but I can’t seem to. I whimper out, feeling myself slowly come down, you help me down from the crazed high. “Are you back.