"Clyde, you are far from useless, and you are every inch a man. But, this, it is about bedroom skills. Well partly, anyway. And, by the way Marlon is ...lso a man, and not a bad man."He's not an asshole, Clyde, as you keep calling him. But, he is a cheater, and so am I. So, I guess, on second thought, that does make us, the two of us—bad people."Clyde, I want to keep you. And, I want to keep Marlon too—on the side. He will never come between us in any meaningful way. All he is, is a tool to help. We wouldn't need the alcohol to have a good time but it was certainly loosening inhibitions. In my mother particularly. As the darkness fell I lit a tiki lamp on the lawn and turned on the fairy lights on the deck. A cheese and fruit platter on the coffee table, champagne and red wine at the ready and the hot tub steaming in the cooling night air, the atmosphere in and outside the house was very romantic. As I changed back into my board shorts in the bedroom I looked at the bikini still in it's. "Oh yes!" Zach groaned, closing his eyes, as he breached his twin sister's vagina in a single thrust of his hips. He paused, holding her naked body tightly, and absorbed the divine pleasure of Molly's tight cunt hugging his dick. "Your pussy feels even tighter like this." Zach said praising, and after giving their bodies a few more seconds, started moving his hips."Oh, fuck yes!" Molly moaned victoriously as her brother mounted her. He slid his cock into her wet pussy so naturally, each plunge. He made his way to my left ankle, shackling it before attaching it to the other post, then continued with the rest of my limbs. Master came into view again, and placed a gag into my mouth, muffling any sound I might try to get out. As soon as I felt the leather tightening around the back of my head, I felt my clit tingl, my whole cunt getting warm.. Nothing had happened yet, and I was already aroused, I thought to myself. ‘Tonight, ‘ Master said, drying Himself off. ‘ Tonight, we are going to.