I could feel my brother's cum inside me, feeling greasy like I'd just had a serious lube job, and now Miss Haven was working it out of me. Eating her ...oyfriend's dirty sperm from his sister's asshole."You can do whatever you want with me, Miss Russet ... You and Steve," she was whispering between kisses. "I want you to," she used her finger, slipping it into my butt, twisting it slightly and making my knees weak. "What do you want me to do?"I didn't know what I wanted her to do. I wanted her to. He asked for a booth by the large window in back for two. Closing out the day, he went home to make sure his play room was clean. Joe had one room made into a dungeon complete with a x cross and bondage table. On the walls, he had a selection of whips, floggers and restraints. He also had a bondage pony with a 4-inch padded top. Only half was padded, the other half had a ridge so a sub’s pussy would sit nicely for torture. He made a mental note to stop by the bondage store for a few new items. “Haha I’m surprised that those aren’t falling off of you. What happened to your pants?” I sat down on the couch next to him. “Haha I have them cinched up tight as they go but they still keep falling down all the time. I spilled some tea on my pants so I threw them in the dryer. Do you need these back?”“Well no I don’t but if you don’t mind giving them back, I’m sure I can find something that fits you a little better. Just wear your shirt till I can find something.”“Uuumm Mr. Thomas, I’m not. For a moment I felt like curling into a fetal ball and never leaving that bed, but only for a moment. Like it or not, I had to face my new reality and find a way of dealing with it. I opened my eyes and was puzzled by how blurry everything was until I remembered I wore glasses now. Sighing, I retrieved these from the bedside table and put them on. With some effort I got myself into a sitting position, slipped my feet into my floral pattern slippers with their fur trim, reached across for my.