. your dick. I need your dick in my cunny. You made me feel so good. Let me make you feel amazing, big brother.”“Samantha,” groaned Kevin. He ro...e up, his chest rising and falling. Then he attacked the fly of his jeans.I smiled and grabbed my pink wand massager. I spread my legs, throwing my right over the armrest, my bush soaked with juices. I shuddered as Kevin freed his cock. His dick popped out, the shaft nearly the same size as his father.Samantha's greedy hands grabbed it. Her legs. My heart sank, and finally I felt the embarrassment that should have prevented me from revealing myself at all. I started to put my dick back in my shorts so that I could exit the scene I had spoiled, but Alyssa thought better of that conclusion. Wait, she said. Dont leave. All eyes were on Alyssa now. Even if Clara doesnt want you, I do. I smiled but continued to excuse myself. I dont think I should be here. Ive ruined something truly beautiful. Im sorry. No, Dad, you can stay, said Clara. Im. That's lovely." I picked over the raised lip she had pointed out and took in the scene of the drama to come. 'The Aqua Suite' was, in fact, a wet room from the time when this had been a rich man’s private mansion. The original, rambling structure was now cheaply subdivided and re-branded as 'Valentina's Spa Retreat'; a brothel in all but name. It sits just outside a drab, Yorkshire town you may well never have heard of but where I happen to live. The large cubicle was tiled with modern good. “Because I’m horny, and you’re a pretty, fucking, little, slut! Now get between Mommy’s legs, and eat the cunt you came out of, slut!”Remembering the lighter, she complied at once, and Deborah began moaning shamelessly. She made no effort to hide her pleasure, and behind her drool-covered ball gag, I could hear faint, desperate moans. I yanked off the rat traps, and those moans grew louder as the pain of blood rushing back into her nipples took over. Danielle’s licking had slowed down, so I.