I knew it had to be her; she looked so much like a younger version of Amanda. The big difference was the hair. Her's was a bit shorter now but still l...nger, and redder, than Amanda's- framing her face and giving her that soft, feminine look. God, she was beautiful! Not proud beautiful like her sister, but prom queen beautiful. But I could sense something in her just from looking at her. Or rather the lack of something. Deep inside, I knew that she had none of her sister's iron. I scooped up huge dollops of slimy cum as it drained out of me, transported them to my mouth and sucked my fingers clean. I masturbated for them, even faking an orgasm.Most of the early part of the evening I had either taken them one at a time or I was forced to suck one boy’s cock while another fucked me. Later they began experimenting. I was made to take three cocks into my body at once in several uncomfortable positions. At one point I had a cock in my ass, a cock in my pussy, a cock in each. It was a large four bedroom house and very nicely appointed.“Damn,” I thought to myself as I followed Brianna into the kitchen.She poured two glasses of wine and handed me one as she sipped from her glass of wine."Where is your husband?" I asked."He is on a business trip, he will be back tomorrow evening," Brianna answered."Does he go away on business a lot?" I asked as I glanced at her cleavage.Brianna looked at me and smiled as she caught me looking at her large breasts."He is away a few days. You should start out being with him in groups of people in completely non-sexual situations. Then, if that works out, you can be with him in smaller and smaller groups until you're finally comfortable with being with him alone. And what could be a safer and less sexual situation than a Thanksgiving meal with family?"She lied still more, "Not only that, but I'll be right there to make sure that nothing sexual happens. I can steer the conversation to safe grounds if need be and generally be your.