One of the ladies told me, to very slowly and gently peel back my forseskin with 2 of my finger, revealing my already red and throbing cockhead. She ...ells me to maintain that pose until their slave - lets call him that - brings a pretty big, blue dildo and hands them to the head of the 3 ladyfriends.She holds the dildo straight up and positions her finger on the top of the toy, telling me to exactly sync with her movements. She the gently hovers down the whole lenght of it, me doing the exact. Joe was going to fuck her!Joe knelt between Ellen’s knees and lowered himself over her body. Ellen could feel Joe’s cockhead brushing against her pussy. She squirmed to avoid his intruding member as he pressed the head against her cunt lips. Ever so slowly, Joe pushed his prick into her pussy. Then he stopped. Ellen could feel pressure against her hymen. Then Joe lifted himself up and pushed forward with all his might and slammed his cock all the way into Ellen’s pussy.Ellen screamed as Joe. She never talked about her dates, though, so I gave up any hope of having any sort of father. So, to answer your question, Mom buys the shirts herself. And I wouldn't read too much into that. But they're all hers. As a matter of fact," she fixed me with a matter-of-fact look, "not only are you the only man to live with us, you're the only guy to ever spend the night." Must've been tough growing up, never knowing your dad, never having a father. I always wondered why Jill never met some guy to. My father peeks his head around my door. “Can I come in?” He asks with a smile. Damn! I was so close! I shout inside my head. Outside, I smile and nod sweetly, sitting up and trying not to think of the hairbrush inside my aching cunt. “Sure, dad. What do you need?” I wonder through my teeth. Maybe it’ll be small so I can finish. “Nothing big, I just wanted you to know dinner is almost ready. Your mother needs you to go help her finish up.” He replies, placing his hand on my.